Noted.
CRAPPY TAXIDERMY: Verdict on this subject (and this Tumblr) = Very Satisfying.
When I lived in Austin, I often came across taxidermied scenes in my thrift store searches, particularly the tiny, church-y ones. My favourite scenes were the ones that had two or more levels of predation.
I think I am in love with every one of these 1965 photos.
It was hard to pick one.
I could show you everything on this blog. I wish it were updated continuously.
“…It was also a theocratic state. Alcohol, tobacco, and gambling were banned, as well as theaters, circuses, novels, pork, oysters, politicians, doctors, tan-colored shoes, public displays of affection, and whistling on Sundays. These strictures were enforced by the Zion Guard, an 800-strong corps in blue uniforms with doves embroidered on their shoulders and the word “Patience” on their caps…”
BLDGBLOG: Tama-Re, or the Egypt of the West
Urban Dictionary quote w/in: “However trouble started when the citizens became aware of the fact that York was an ex-Black Panther and a convicted felon and statutory rapist who was preaching the gospel that whites were mutants and were inferior to blacks. There is also a foam rubber alien on display in the compound that causes problems with public relations. Officials have had problems with the Nuwaubians failing to comply with zoning and building permits that coincide with what they have created. The Nuwaubians feel that this is a racist attack.”
I find personal testament to an individual’s passion fascinating…from Watts Towers to the Orange Show
but how much more with subversive racial/social/political elements
Some fascinating architectural/urban discourse follows. And pictures.
Depending on genre, this site can be unsafe for work. R & B is relatively OK unless someone is staring rather intently at some of the tinier circles.
Visual picture of the human references in different types of music…also a rebus interpretation in the click-through.
This week I have found myself (in very separate conversations) instructing others about Nudie suits and pre-super-beard ZZTop. Let’s put aside, for the moment, the experience of hearing the phrase “Zed Zed Top,” for a person who lived in Texas for a good while and the semantic pitfalls in extolling one’s deep love of all things nudie…
and instead celebrate the fact that there exists a tumblr that in one post features both awesome:
Oh, one more for the road (if I had my druthers, this would be replicated as best as possible as a costume for God in the play I am currently employed on, a very modern take on Ovid’s The Raven, no joke):
reblogged from nudiesuits
