Month: March 2016
Your Andy Warhol Range Hood is Making You Look Silly
…for that matter, so is your Andy Warhol watch and your Andy Warhol T-shirt, tote bag, sneakers and snowboard.
Safe to say the Andy Warhol big wheel wasn’t a hit last Christmas.
You’ve been waiting for just the right lady to fill out that Andy Warhol dress you’ve been holding on to, along with a hip, snappy alternative, if such a thing exists in the world of old-timey soup can apparel. Or the world of duvet-slash-bedside lamp combos.
Now, the Campbell’s tomato soup / grilled cheese combo is another story…
—C.B.S.
Sea Salt with Caramel Ribbons at Salt and Straw Abbot Kinney— next level shit.
Thanks Dodester.
Remembering a Pioneering Female Soldier Killed in Action | ADVOCATE – April, 2016
Four days before Christmas 2015, Air Force Maj. Adrianna Vorderbruggen was killed when a Taliban suicide bomber drove a motorcycle packed with explosives into a security patrol she was leading near Bagram Air Base in eastern Afghanistan. It was the deadliest day for the U.S. military in Afghanistan in 18 months, in what was supposed to be the waning days of the war. Five others were killed in the attack, for which the Taliban claimed responsibility.
Vorderbruggen is remembered as a wife, mother, sister, daughter, and friend to many.
Happy Woman’s Day
Portrait of a Rocker
If long-lost portraits of the Rolling Stones, Johnny Cash, Miles Davis, Janis Joplin and Bob Dylan are your bag, then you’re about to open up a pretty sweet one.
Music photographer Jim Marshall reached legendary status long ago thanks to an uncanny ability to catch rock stars looking decidedly un-rockstar-like — moments after a sneeze, an eye in the mirror, watching themselves, etc. The roar tempers momentarily, just long enough to steal a knowing glance before the next bell rings.
The majority of Marshall’s collection was never published. Since his death in 2010, his longtime assistant Amelia Davis, who now runs the estate, has been digging through millions of negatives.
“He had an innate sense and a natural ability to pick a photo that was spot on and that represented the musicians,” says Davis.
“They were his friends, and they trusted him.”
Wild things run fast.
—C.B.S.
Strolling Through South Australia
Barossa Valley, SA — May 2009