I worked in branding for which I can only apologise. It was buzzword bingo every day, you can imagine.
I worked in branding for which I can only apologise. It was buzzword bingo every day, you can imagine.
βA quick heads upβ
βHelicopter viewβ
βZero inβ
borrowed from the military to make moribund meetings sound thrilling
Stained glass artwork featuring a running hare facing right in a crescent frame with floral border
English stained glass artist Tamsin Abbott, who is inspired by folklore and nature #WomensArt
#March1st #Spring
Georges Beuville
Wonderful, thank you!
I think the obsession with reality is a fools errand. Itβs a film. We watch it on a box. Unreality is the point.
Thereβs an art deco version out there which is much loved
He and Chris Wormell are the kings of that kind of thing, his Harry Potter covers are mind boggling
Haha this sounds absolutely great!
Donβt letβs start
The fella on the skyscraper gives you vertigo even though heβs essentially at the top of a medium sized ladder
That is ridiculous, it was such a common book. Things like that make me feel angry but I'm not sure at what.
oh god no, but I do know to snap up books when you see them, prices go crazy, I must have paid 15 quid something like that?
God that is really good, so similar.
I still can't remember the animation with the circus I used to see on S4C by the way, it's like a little thorn in my mind.
turns out it's the opposite of obscure
That is so frustrating, it's your grail quest
There was a book called Conrad that was about a kid that came in a can that always stuck with me, really obscure.
Yes, too gentle for a kid who was watching Battle of the Planets but now I'm coming round to its effortless concision (is that a word?)
I've waited years for the opportunity, happy day!!
Of course the sweet spot is theological questions asked by a fella in a bear costume.
I wanted fellas in bear costumes running about, not theological questions when I was nine. Still do.
And that's where golfing's avian argot comes from I expect.
The Egyptians had it right all along
Ha yeah, it was just coming back to me - scientists discover the name of God, which is a series of numbers? Then Big G says well done lads and starts packing up the universe. Something like that?
There's an Arthur C Clarke short story that does the same - all the stars blinking out, they must have both 'borrowed' a common source?
That's what pictures are for m8
I go back to sixties illustration all the time, such a fertile period. Maybe when technical proficiency met 'pissing about'
I think I read the Last Battle at the perfect age having read all the previous ones then being old enough to start - not understanding the allusions as such - but finding it all weird and creepy.