Love passing Vinnie’s for these signs…they also do some awesome Adventure Time boards outside.
Just read this blurb from the live coverage at the keynote and got morbidly depressed.
This is the best.
The Ghosts of Creativity
Grant Snider speaks my language.
You always say yes to free baseball tickets
Looking at artistic style, animation techniques, and shot choices as inspiration for #DIGfilm
Spotify discover had me listen to this…and now I’ve been listening to Kopecky Family Band a lot.
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I really don’t like the direction my Spotify suggestions are going in…
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Man I hate being a whiny dick about stuff, but I also really hate when huge brands think it’s just okay to steal and repurpose art to sell their product. I’m very fortunate to make a living independent from my webcomic endeavors, but that doesn’t make it any easier to watch Facless Internet Scavengers be more rewarded for finding and sharing something than the actual creator ever was for creating it. This is a BAD precedent that the Internet Culture seems to have adopted, and I’m getting REAL tired of sitting back and watching it happen.
Here’s a link to their page if you want to compliment them on their excellent remix.
Absolutely crazy and horrible of Clearasil. I urge you to head to their Facebook page and let them know this isn’t ok!
I think that movies can, and should be, a group activity. Making the movie itself is an extremely collaborative process, and I think that how and when someone watches a movie directly affects the memory of the film, be it all alone on a laptop at 4 AM or in a theater surrounded by strangers.
Above is a picture frame showcasing the ticket stubs I’ve collected over ten years, approximately May 2003 - May 2013. One decade, one hundred and fifty-eight movies.
I can trace the past ten years of my life through these ticket stubs - the theaters move from New Jersey to Philadelphia to New York to Los Angeles just as I did. I remember who I saw each of these movies with, from high school (Superbad) to college (Iron Man 2). First dates (Grindhouse) and girlfriend fights (Rango). Movies I saw by myself (Amour) and with friends (my buddy Matt ripped a huge, loud fart during a pivotal scene in Milk).
And these aren’t even all of them, these are just the tickets that I’ve managed to save, the ones I didn’t accidentally throw out or lose. I’ve seen many more movies in theaters, and I really wish I had all of the stubs (my collection isn’t truly complete without cinematic treasures like Norbit or Indiana Jones 4).
I don’t want to oversell it. This is just a big piece of paper with smaller scraps of paper taped on top. But I don’t have any physical photo albums, I realized. Maybe one day when I really have time to kill I’ll go through Facebook and print out the pictures that I want to keep and put them in a nice little book to flip through when I’m feeling lonely or nostalgic. But until that happens, all I’ve got is this neatly arranged bundle of trash. And I’m okay with that.
(Here’s the full image if you wanted to see what movies I’ve seen, if we saw any together, or if you just want to judge my taste)
My friend Jon did this awesome thing that makes me so jealous.
Half of our job is to put ourselves back as an eight-year-old and approach problems as you would as a kid.–
Director Pete Docter (via disneypixar)