This is what happens when white guys listen to Indian music
> Just watching that made me tired… I need to lose weight.
> I love white people.
> haha surprise counter handstand. impressive.
> I wanted to hate this, but it was pretty funny.
I love this so much
Milk in my sippy cup, yo!
“I thoroughly enjoyed that.”
Hello. I have some prints here, of those drawings up there, to give to some of you friendlyfaces. A couple of each, I think.
If you want one, or know of a safe place to put them, then you should click the heart thing, or stick this post to your page, or write a strange little letter to me. Some people will be chosen with closed eyes and pointing fingers. Then I will find where you live and hide the things in your cupboards.
The old woman had me in tears… “WOW… eehhhhhYEEEEAAAHHH”
For the better part of three decades multidisciplinary artist Guy Laramee has worked as a stage writer, director, composer, a fabricator of musical instruments, a singer, sculptor, painter and writer. Among his sculptural works are two incredible series of carved book landscapes and structures entitled Biblios and The Great Wall, where the dense pages of old books are excavated to reveal serene mountains, plateaus, and ancient structures. Of these works he says:
So I carve landscapes out of books and I paint Romantic landscapes. Mountains of disused knowledge return to what they really are: mountains. They erode a bit more and they become hills. Then they flatten and become fields where apparently nothing is happening. Piles of obsolete encyclopedias return to that which does not need to say anything, that which simply IS. Fogs and clouds erase everything we know, everything we think we are.