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Showing posts with label Travails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travails. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 20, 2019

Pareidolia #3

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Why are the tree-stumps shouting at me?
Saturday, August 3, 2019

Hello, Vancouver City Council?

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I would like to report a serious lack of googly eyes on your streetlight pedestals.
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Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Invisible Saxophone

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Sunday, July 21, 2019

The Pattern in Amber

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I had expected something slightly more dramatic.

Pareidolia #2

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Why are these buildings shouting at me?
Monday, July 1, 2019

Pareidolia

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Auckland International Airport.
Monday, January 14, 2019

Goats, goats, got no goats
And stitches don't help at all

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New Zealanders are no longer passive consumers of other countries' news. Lately they have been producing all the best news themselves! ...
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Friday, December 28, 2018

Signs

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New Zealand roadsigns are weird. I think this one means "Plumber ahead", or "Watch out for faucets" or something. Wo...
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Monday, December 24, 2018

Do not want

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You kids have gone too far with your novelty coffee flavours. Also too, where do espresso-machine wranglers get off, calling themselv...
Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Behind the Scenes at the British Neues Museum

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The Moustache Collection. They can call it a collection of "Anthropomorphic Pendants" if they like, but these are the only tra...
Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Googly eyes make everything better

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Eyebombing taken to a new level.
Monday, August 20, 2018

Liverpuddle Scene: Stage set-up in progress

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Just saying, roadies for a Spın̈al Tap Tribute Band have an easy job.

After graduating with this degree, you are entitled to sign MOFHL after your name

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Alternative title: "Man Reading Aloud to a Turkey".
Monday, July 30, 2018

The map is not the territory

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Can't post, due to travel & work & beer. This is what happens when conceptual artists are invited to redesign street-maps.
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Saturday, May 26, 2018

House built on sand

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Bunker struck amidships in the last torpedo salvo Taking on sand and sinking fast This is last transmission God save the King
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Friday, January 5, 2018

The wrong kind of bees

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Inspired by Tony Fisher and his functioning Rubik Ice-Cube , here at Riddled Research Laboratory we are making good progress with our pla...
Saturday, December 30, 2017

This exists

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[Not my foteau; stolen from Jon @Flickr ] I can't find an Interwebs photograph of the shop sign in Putaruru that reads CHEESE TAST...
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Friday, December 29, 2017

Onan, what is best in life? #2

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To walk the Ruapani Circuit track. To drive to Morere Hot Springs in the evening when most people had left. To have the hot pool to ourselve...
Thursday, May 4, 2017

Lazy That's Priceless blogging: Szépművészeti Múzeum edition

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Giuseppe Cesari ( 1602-1603 ): Actaeon finds dead-branch-based body mods to be less of a babe magnet than expected.
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Sunday, February 26, 2017

What we learned today

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1. God is totally unsportsmanlike. I mean, like, three feckin arrows ? Is that giving the little popes a sporting chance? And it's not e...
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