[pen and India ink on a New York Times I found in the kindling basket at Hacienda Hot Springs in the Coachella desert].
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Monday, January 30, 2012
Faces No. 263 - Fluoride free on a bed of New York Times
Drawing by Jack Brummet
[pen and India ink on a New York Times I found in the kindling basket at Hacienda Hot Springs in the Coachella desert].
[pen and India ink on a New York Times I found in the kindling basket at Hacienda Hot Springs in the Coachella desert].
Painting: The mushroom king of Desert Hot Springs
By Jack Brummet
[100% digital; no human hand touched a brush or canvas]
[100% digital; no human hand touched a brush or canvas]
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Sunday, January 29, 2012
Some images from a visit to Santa Monica/Venice
by Jack Brummet, California editor
The ever-present L.A. Choppers
The clown in a tutu on the CVS phramacy on Main St. Santa Monica
On the Venice beach walk--you want a tattoo, or a medical marijuana card (we do both)
The Santa Monica pier (this place totally blows)
sunset on the beach
freak show on the Venice walk
walkers in Venice
a sand sculptor at work
a great monster sculpture I ran into in Venice
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Saturday, January 28, 2012
Hagop Sandaldjian's microminiature sculptures at the Jurassic Museum
By Jack Brummet, Arts Editor
Hagop Sandaldjian was a musician and music theorist who later in life, became an artist, creating "microminiatures"-- tiny sculptures resting on the eye of a needle. The sculptures took a long time to create, and a sneeze, or even a slight movement could destroy the work in an instant. The Jurassic Museum in Culver City has a great exhibit of his work (among their many other great exhibits). I shot these images of his work through magnifying glass viewers at the museum using an iPhone (and with a photography permit where I promised I wouldn't sell the images to you.
The challenge he created for himself was that each sculpture had to be small enough to fit through the eye of a needle!
You can read more about Sandaldjian here, on the Museum's website.
Hagop Sandaldjian was a musician and music theorist who later in life, became an artist, creating "microminiatures"-- tiny sculptures resting on the eye of a needle. The sculptures took a long time to create, and a sneeze, or even a slight movement could destroy the work in an instant. The Jurassic Museum in Culver City has a great exhibit of his work (among their many other great exhibits). I shot these images of his work through magnifying glass viewers at the museum using an iPhone (and with a photography permit where I promised I wouldn't sell the images to you.
The challenge he created for himself was that each sculpture had to be small enough to fit through the eye of a needle!
You can read more about Sandaldjian here, on the Museum's website.
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Friday, January 27, 2012
The CVS Clown in Santa Monica (but it might technically be in Venice)
By Jack Brummet, Travel Editor
This demented looking, Emmet Kelly-style clown in a tutu dominates the facade of a CVS drugstore on Main Street. What next...chupacabras on the top of every WalMart?
This demented looking, Emmet Kelly-style clown in a tutu dominates the facade of a CVS drugstore on Main Street. What next...chupacabras on the top of every WalMart?
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Thursday, January 26, 2012
Faces No. 262 - faces on the beach today in Venice, Calif.
By Jack Brummet (in Santa Monica)
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A Ballard Shaggy Dog Story
By Jack Brummet, Ballard and Nordic Heritage Editor
As you may or may not know, the now trendy hipster neighborhood of Ballard in Seattle was, and to some extent still is, a Norwegian-Swedish-Danish stronghold. Stan Boreson and others have often told "Scandahoovian" stories and jokes. This is one:
Ole is the Pastor of the local Norwegian Lutheran Church and Pastor Sven is the minister of the Swedish Covenant Church across the road.
One day they are seen pounding a sign into the ground, which said:
DA END ISS NEAR!
TURN YERSELF AROUNT NOW
BAFOR IT ISS TOO LATE!
As a car speeds past them, the driver leans out his window and yells, “Leave people alone, you Skandihoovian religious nuts!”
From the curve they heard screeching tires and a big splash. Shakin’ his head, Rev. Ole says “Dat’s da terd one dis mornin’.”
“Yaa,” Pastor Sven agrees, then asks, “Do ya tink maybe da sign should yust say, ‘Bridge Out?’”
As you may or may not know, the now trendy hipster neighborhood of Ballard in Seattle was, and to some extent still is, a Norwegian-Swedish-Danish stronghold. Stan Boreson and others have often told "Scandahoovian" stories and jokes. This is one:
Ole is the Pastor of the local Norwegian Lutheran Church and Pastor Sven is the minister of the Swedish Covenant Church across the road.
One day they are seen pounding a sign into the ground, which said:
DA END ISS NEAR!
TURN YERSELF AROUNT NOW
BAFOR IT ISS TOO LATE!
As a car speeds past them, the driver leans out his window and yells, “Leave people alone, you Skandihoovian religious nuts!”
From the curve they heard screeching tires and a big splash. Shakin’ his head, Rev. Ole says “Dat’s da terd one dis mornin’.”
“Yaa,” Pastor Sven agrees, then asks, “Do ya tink maybe da sign should yust say, ‘Bridge Out?’”
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Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Bubba and The Pope - one more shaggy dog story
By Jack Brummet, Shaggy Dog Story editor
Bubba, an airline mechanic, was bragging to his boss one day, "you know I know everyone there is to know. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them."
Tired of his boasting, his boss called his bluff, "OK, Bubba how about Tom Cruise?" "Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it." So Bubba and his boss fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise's door,and sure enough, Tom Cruise, shouts, "Bubba! Great to see you! You and your friend come right in and join me for lunch!"
Although impressed, Bubba's boss is still skeptical. After they leave Cruise's house, he tells Bubba that he thinks Bubba's knowing Cruise was just lucky."No, no, just name anyone else," Bubba says. "President Bush", his boss quickly retorts. "Yep", Bubba says, "I know him, let's fly out to Washington" and off they go.
At the White House, Bush spots Bubba on the tour and motions him and his boss over, saying, "Bubba, what a surprise, I was just on my way to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in and let's have a cup of coffee first and catch up. "Well, the boss is very shaken by now, but still not totally convinced. After they leave the White House grounds, he expresses his doubts to Bubba, who again implores him to name anyone else. "The new Pope", his boss replies. "Sure!" says Bubba. I've known the Pope a long time" So off they fly to Rome.
Bubba and his boss are assembled with the masses in Vatican Square when Bubba says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye among all these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go upstairs and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope." and he disappears into the crowd headed toward St. Peter's. Sure enough, half an hour later Bubba emerges with the Pope on the balcony. But by the time Bubba returns, he finds that his boss has had a heart attack and is surrounded by paramedics.
Working his way to his boss's side, Bubba asks him, "What happened?"
His boss looks up and says, "I was doing fine until you and the Pope came out on the balcony and the Japanese tourist next to me asked, "Who's that on the balcony with Bubba?"
Bubba, an airline mechanic, was bragging to his boss one day, "you know I know everyone there is to know. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them."
Tired of his boasting, his boss called his bluff, "OK, Bubba how about Tom Cruise?" "Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it." So Bubba and his boss fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise's door,and sure enough, Tom Cruise, shouts, "Bubba! Great to see you! You and your friend come right in and join me for lunch!"
Although impressed, Bubba's boss is still skeptical. After they leave Cruise's house, he tells Bubba that he thinks Bubba's knowing Cruise was just lucky."No, no, just name anyone else," Bubba says. "President Bush", his boss quickly retorts. "Yep", Bubba says, "I know him, let's fly out to Washington" and off they go.
At the White House, Bush spots Bubba on the tour and motions him and his boss over, saying, "Bubba, what a surprise, I was just on my way to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in and let's have a cup of coffee first and catch up. "Well, the boss is very shaken by now, but still not totally convinced. After they leave the White House grounds, he expresses his doubts to Bubba, who again implores him to name anyone else. "The new Pope", his boss replies. "Sure!" says Bubba. I've known the Pope a long time" So off they fly to Rome.
Bubba and his boss are assembled with the masses in Vatican Square when Bubba says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye among all these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go upstairs and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope." and he disappears into the crowd headed toward St. Peter's. Sure enough, half an hour later Bubba emerges with the Pope on the balcony. But by the time Bubba returns, he finds that his boss has had a heart attack and is surrounded by paramedics.
Working his way to his boss's side, Bubba asks him, "What happened?"
His boss looks up and says, "I was doing fine until you and the Pope came out on the balcony and the Japanese tourist next to me asked, "Who's that on the balcony with Bubba?"
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Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Jesus and Saint Peter Golfing
Jesus and Saint Peter are golfing. St. Peter steps up to the tee on a par three and hits one long and straight. It reaches the green.
Jesus is up next. He slices it. It heads over the fence into traffic on an adjacent street. Bounces off a truck, onto the roof of a nearby shack and into the rain gutter, down the drain spout and onto a lilly pad at the edge of a lake. A frog jumps up and snatches the ball in his mouth. An eagle swoops down, grabs the frog. As the eagle flies over the green, the frog croaks and drops the ball. It’s in the hole.
Saint Peter looks at Jesus, exasperated. “Are you gonna play golf?” he asks “Or are you just gonna f*** around?”
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