Fables TV Ad For BBC America (via Markandrich )
oh such fragile things and other imaginings
hello, i'm a graphic designer who really wish to be an astronaut in a flying submarine on a quest to find out if the stars above can be eaten, and if so, will they taste like animal crackers, especially the triceratops ones because they are super crunchy, with a hint of wasabi and salt? my mates and i fight wicked squids to collect treasures from the rough seas of internet and hide them here for safe keeping, so you should thank us :)
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Fell #1, written by Warren Ellis and Illustrated by Ben Templesmith (via Image Comics Online)
Free Comic Book Day = yay!
Mar 06
Who Watches the Watchmen? (via Jen M32)
Heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says “Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. Says “But, doctor…I am Pagliacci.” Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.
Oct 10
Batman And Son by Grant Morrison (Author), Andy Kubert (Illustrator), Jesse Delperdang (Illustrator), John Van Fleet (Illustrator)
Just finished this book and I was pleasantly surprised with an inclusion of a Joker story written in storybook format. It’s a well-written tale of the Joker’s recovery in Arkham Asylum after being shot by a Batman impostor. Like reading a Gaiman novel, Morrison vividly described every scene in every paragraph as if it was animated in comic book panels.
Excerpt from “The Clown At Midnight Interlude” story arc:
“Black against the foundry glare of corporate signatures written large as houses, a jet figurehead, mounted on a marble and iron plinth 250 feet high on top of Gotham Center, he wraps himself in crackling shadows and reads the fumes and divines the luminous car-headlight entrails that spill from the belly of the Beast. He smells the night and its nine million lives, soaks in its pheromones, its chemistry, its individual emotions carried as scent molecules on the breath of the city. He immerses himself in the perspiration, its animal dynamics, tastes its moods, its metals.”
Jul 21
Page from Desolation Jones by Warren Ellis and J.H. Williams III
Look at the layout! The trail of the red line follows from one panel to the next in different wonderful ways like surreal road map brought to life.
Just finished this book by Warren Ellis and J.H. Williams III which is amazing. It’s about test subject who hasn’t slept for a year and has no emotions. He is also a detective who is hired to find Hilter’s porn. Yup, Adolf’s private stash.
