Thursday, December 15, 2011

Breathing House of Leaves Tattoos

Everybody knows how much I love Six Feet Under and, after five incredible seasons, its finale and last sequence with Claire driving cross-country and time passing on relentlessly. And I love the song that plays over it and have listened to it so many times but I just came around to see the actual music video of it for the first time: Sia - Breathe Me

Why does it remind me of House of Leaves so much? Along with the video, I think, the song reverberates much much more with the book than Poe's Haunted or Angry Johnny.

Talking about House of Leaves, I came across this book cover art by Bas Alberts, which made 3rd place in the 50 Watts' polish book cover contest:

Since I liked it so much, I altered it and put it on a shirt. It's under a creative commons license and I only have to give the designer's name, which I did above and will tell everybody who asks me about the shirt.


Note: The blue leaves are actually navy-blue and the square next to the word House is exactly 5/16 of an inch big + the whole thing and therefore the words are mirrored. Then I made something up for the back, too.



I still need some suggestions for a House of Leaves inspired tattoo. Shouldn't be as big as these:




Or maybe something Bret Easton Ellis?


or David Foster Wallace?

Why couldn't I find a pic of a thumper tattoo barely an inch from a shaved pussy? This is the internet! Has nobody got such a tattoo? I can hardly believe that.

Saturday, December 03, 2011

david foster wallace was depressed by karen green

This is just incredible. You know what I do most on this blog? Besides blogging, which I don't do too often anymore, I am checking the stats to see how many and which and where and what led them here, people (is this a legit sentence anymore?) find their way to my site.

In the very first weeks, there was always some guy from Denmark on my site, actually checking daily what I wrote and what not. He ceased (maybe he deceased) doing that. The post that was read most often on my site, is this one about DFW, Karen Green and MZD and guess how people come to surf on it.
Someone actually googled: david foster wallace was depressed by karen green. And take a look at the links google gives for this search. There's not only "David was a big sweater" but also, and, well, you can check it out, a guy that tries to convince you that "Roger Federer killed David Foster Wallace."
He's somehow paralleling Federer's not so good performance of 2008 to DFWs equally not so good performance of 2008, which led to his suicide on September 14th, and well, somehow, Federer is a lousy saviour after all, and won the US Open on September 13th 2008. The argument goes something like this: In his piece about Federer, Wallace idealized Federer as the saviour, yes, Jesus Christ or GOD himself (does the idea of GOD contain a self, anyway?). Although Federer sucked bad, the whole year, he finally nailed the US Open and let's see, what our little friend on the other side of the internet has to say about it:
Federer would win the US Open on September 13th, but it was likely too late for redemption. God's immanence on Earth had been retracted, the age of miracles was over. DFW was found hung the next day.
 I would like to add the opinion that Federer's win was actually thought of  by DFW as the second coming of christ and so he subsequently hanged himself the next day to see if he was already dead. Jesus!

an octopus?

Yes it is the biggest fucking octopus Slothrop has ever seen outside of the movies, Jackson.





Talkin bout animal paranoia: