Yesterday, my friend Daniel D’Ors and I had to run for the shadow at the water-side of the Rio Genil in Spain’s Sierra Nevada, where many so called Spaghetti Westerns were shot (like the Savage Guns,1961)
I don’t really remember why, but some years ago tried to invent a new number by combining shapes of the existing ones. Of course it did not work out. This is one of the many staging posts.
Saw this in a great Chinese restaurant in Hong Kong a few weeks ago. They were taking the chopsticks in both hands, so cool.
The song is from Simon & Garfunkel, let’s stop the Beatles madness. Uh, Madness!
A page from my most minimal, cryptical and even hermetic book; Gen Es Is, where I try to tell something about my Dyscalculia.
with boldheaded leadsinger Fatty Buster Bloodvessel, one of the more inferior ska bands from the 80’s, compared to Madness, the Selecter and specific the Specials.
Would you care to sit next to me? Illustration originally made for Libby Fisher’s book Can Cats Fly? together with Ms. H.
Plain Whorl A plain whorl has two deltas and at the least one ridge making a complete circuit, which may be spiral, oval, or any variant of the circle. Classification and use by the FBI Indentification Division, 1957
The Indies Those were the days when one new band or singer/songwriter after the other seem to appear from out of nowhere. And yes, it’s a song title.
It usually knows by the end of today, but then a day later than that. (says Mr. B.)
Illustration originally made for Libby Fisher’s book Can Cats Fly? together with Ms. H.
The Abbey Road Zebra 20/04/2009 - A had-to-do-this finally, when visiting the UK’s capital recently. Pictured here together with colleague Roland Sips, who brought a pin striped suit, and could have impersonated Paul McCartney with bare feet, but decided not to dress up for the occasion. Such a pity! Photograph by Nina Caspari.
Porta a porta (from door to door) Sadly we had to leave our Italian house for a few weeks but arrived in Enschede just before posting time ..
The Famous Tupperware Burp (now that’s an old sound)
I remember how I enjoyed those parties my mother threw for all those strange women when I was little ..