Showing posts with label aliens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aliens. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

What this blog needs...

...is clearly, an alien squid dancing next to a streetcar.




No, there were no alien squid on or adjacent to my streetcar today.*



{via Pink Tentacle}

*There was no heat in my home nor any hot water either, thanks to the City's on-going excavations, but that's another story.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

art in the city

On Thursday, reynardin, faunalia and I managed to swing by the kozyndan opening at Narwhal gallery. Their 'Unknown Portraits' were quite a bit smaller than I imagined. You can see more in their photostream. Really quite intricate and technically precisice, along with the usual somewhat outré surrealism, whimsy and composite or anthropomorphic creatures. You should stop by Narwhal, if you missed it, and see for yourself. The photos don't quite do it justice.

Tonight, is Nuit Blanche and I am very excited! I hope the clouds are all rained out. But I am here to tell you, I am quite prepared to dress like Rocky, the yellow rubber ducky and I uh, rescued, from the fountain at Ryerson last year. I am not made of sugar a little rain never stopped me! Remember the E.T. and Yoda pièta of the year before? Héhéhé!

Friday, April 3, 2009

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more

...brains.

I have stolen my post title from bioephemera* because, frankly, she has composed the best post title I can recall reading. Check out her review of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. Hints of Buffy the Vampire-Slayer meets Regency drama... with zombies.

In case this merely whets your P&P remix appetite, you can simply wait for Pride and Predator. "Elton John's Rocket Pictures is developing a new spin on Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, this time featuring a nefarious seven-foot extraterrestrial with hideous mandibles and a penchant for human blood." [source: The Gaurdian]. Or if the whole spoof/remix of classics of English literature has captured your imagination, or you happen to have a McAvoy fetish (*cough!* Faunalia, Reynardin), there is always, Gnomeo and Juliet.

[Image also from The Guardian who captioned it, "It's uncanny ... James McAvoy and a garden gnome. Photographs: Frazer Harrison/Getty and Roger Tooth/Guardian"]