In the begining...

There was Instagram...

And lo, it was good.
 

For posting pictures of your latest meal, pictures of your dog and holiday snaps Instagram is the default way to share images online. The app is easy to use and sharing is a doddle. Even a child can do it. Look below, there's a child using a mobile phone...

This little chap is probably uploading a photograph so the other kids in the playground can view his latest attempt at colouring in but I'm above that. I think. I'm not sure. I've not had the chance to any colouring in for quite a while now.

Anyhoo... Instagram is where we all now drop our memories to keep us from having to remember all that stuff that takes up time between waking up and going back to bed.

Surely all of us can make a little bit of cashola from these images was my thinking when I stumbled across Instaprints. It's a fine looking site that allows you to use your images to generate money. After logging in it's pretty simple to choose which images you wish to sell and creating galleries if you're so inclined is also a walk in the park.

I have a few images in my Instaprints gallery and all are now available for sale in various different formats.

Whether or not anyone buys them is another thing.


Mahalo.

The Turner Prize...

I'm no art critic, and the lord knows I'm no artist, but what's the gig with the Turner Prize?

Last year the Turner was won by someone dressed in a bear costume wandering around an art gallery and this years entrants features; A mannequin on a toilet with assorted crap nailed to it and scattered porridge at its feet[1], a piece entitled "Different Sky (rain)"[2] which is essentially a white wall with occasional off vertical lines painted onto it and other "artistic" (my quotes) installations like a woman smashing china teacups onto the floor. Another of the entrants has submitted a piece that is a recreation of textiles originally designed by a German artist for the 1929 international exhibition in Barcelona.

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Now the thing I'd like to know is, can anyone enter the competition? If so I would like to submit my bedroom floor as an example of societies irrational and contemptuous affair with the world around it. In fact, I've got the urge to glue the empty pizza boxes in my kitchen into an armchair to show the Turner prize judges that it's not just hoity toity lazy bastards who refuse to get a job and instead call themselves artists that can cobble together any old shite and call it art.

The people of Goon City...

Wish that you would pop along for a visit.

Mercedes Benz SL65 Black Edition...

This car is a thing of beauty.

























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Anyone for Calvinball?

Many of you out there in t'internet land are fans of the six year old boy genius that is Calvin (and his friend Hobbes) so I've decided to post a few wallpapers of him and his faithful companion.

To get the full size images click on the thumbnail.

Calvin and Hobbes read the funnies.

Calvin and Hobbes take a walk in the snow.

Pulling Faces with full colour background.

Calvin and Hobbes doing homework.

Getting a hug.

Various Pictures.

Doing a little dance.

Pulling faces white background.

Sledging.

Pulling faces black background.

Sleeping.

It's the all new tattoo show...

Dr Gonzo.
From an original drawing by Ralph Steadman.
Ink work by InkInk tattoo parlour Orlando.