Spamoscope II

I don’t plan on doing this as often as this, but I found another golden Spamoscope that I couldn’t let go.

Today’s Spamoscope comes form my pal Qwrqrw Guzelak and is entitled “alkalimetres alkalimetric alkalimetry”
(really, the best ones always have fucked-up titles)

I edited this down a bit, but wouldn’t dare change the text:

“Too true it is, deserted of my strength;
These withered arms and limbs have failed at length.

Known through Uranium and the Pylon shore!
Victorious then in every solemn game no more,
Ordained to Americus' mighty name
the brave Ephesians undone again.

Read up this weekend and go through the Manhattan Hill website. We can see this thing climbing hard Monday.

Move on first thing Mon.

Alone, admonition admonitions adman admen artworks”

Hilarious.
(if you're confused as to what a "Spamoscope" is, see below)

Spamoscope

A few months ago, I noticed that the spam email I get is filled with the most fascinating garbled, indistinct text. I actually noticed this when I was naming pieces for the Concordia/Discordia show, which is where names like “I figured eBay had everything so why not ghosts” and “My aging mother’s last wish” came from.

Ever since, I’ve taken special care to read my spam mail. I like to think of them as horoscopes, and that maybe someone is trying to communicate with me, but my average mind can’t quite comprehend this advanced means of communication.

This morning, I was ecstatic to see an email from Irene Dos Santos entitled “station disservice baronage” (the best ones always have fucked up titles too). So I opened up my spam “horoscope” for the day;

"Here’s the inter-talk for Franksville. A knee trembler on the wound-surface. Any blood vessel that is punctured should be cut across and acquired its characteristic in duration. Several of the glands along tetanus antitoxin may be indicated. Gentle pressure on fractures and dislocations in the region of the elbow. Keep your eyes open Tuesday.

The mouth is parched, commonly met with in the fingers, less movements the patient flexing the limb at the hip, the knee being open flowered".

The perfect forecast.

Coffee & Pigment

I drink too much coffee.
Way too much, in fact for someone who's sensitive to caffeine.

I was looking for a way to visually quantify my coffee consumption in a way that a pie-chart wouldn’t do. So I combined my love for the aesthetics of a good stain with my love for russet beverages, and ended up saving half of my morning coffee (in a "one for me, and one for my fallen homies" sort of way) and pouring it on a canvas.

I really liked where it was going, so I started adding Alizarin Crimson pigment to my left over coffee, which is why what you see has taken on a reddish-brown cast.

I don't know when this will be "done" but a stopping point is sure to reveal itself.
I'll update the images as it changes.