yea w/e

handwritingporn:

Pop-up popsicles on Valencia!

handwritingporn:

Pop-up popsicles on Valencia!

— 1 year ago with 3 notes

lithoshop:

Email from my mom, of course.These distressed deer were spotted by a fisherman off the coast of Alaska. He opened the gate to his boat, and they all climbed in and collapsed. When he got to Taku Harbour, he opened the gate, and off they went into the forest. Thanks mom, I needed that.

— 1 year ago with 429 notes
mpdrolet:

Audreys Hot dog stand, Los Angeles, 3 am, 1961
William Claxton

mpdrolet:

Audreys Hot dog stand, Los Angeles, 3 am, 1961

William Claxton

— 1 year ago with 249 notes

GET TOUCHED

— 1 year ago

nudiejeans:

It´s amazing how we interact through social media. We found these worn-in High Kai´s through  a hashtag, #nudiejeans. We got in contact with the owner and asked a few classic questions and also snapped a couple of photos for the blog. Thank you Josephine.

Keep them hashtags coming y´all. 

Name:Josephine “Jojo” Hidajat
WorkPrintmaker/ PhotographyStudent
JeansHigh Kai Rinsed
- How old are your jeans?
Got them December 2010, so I worn them almost every day for about one and a half years.
-Have they been repaird? 
The stitching on the rightback pocket slowly unraveled, so I had to hand-sew it back on with the only thread I had… in pink.
- Washed?
Took them to the dry cleaner 6 months in, and washed them three times after that because I spill everything on myself.
- Any weird spots?
Random paint stains all over from printmaking.

-Memories? 
I’ve climbed almost every hill and stairs  in San Francisco in this baby!

(Source: nudiejeans)

— 1 year ago with 30 notes
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add that one there is new update w lots of pics of skyler

— 1 year ago with 1 note
"the rapturous satisfactions of consumption surround us, clinging to objects as if to the sensory residues of the previous day in the delirious excursion of a dream"
baudrillard
— 2 years ago with 1 note
lithoshop:

This is the Printmaker when he/she experiences the following: a stone breaks, buys brittle rubylith, a screen fills in, a plate gets accidentally left in the acid for three days, cuts too much away from their block, you realize you should work downtown taking fingerprints from criminals because that is what your prints look like anyway,  woodblock is warped, copper gets scratched, stone fills in, screen rips, cuts finger with gouge, film has banning, underexposes, overexposes, nice round scratches on your perfectly grained stone,  beer runs out, holes stretch on paper, some douche prints on the felts, someone hides the last scoop of photo-emulsion,  type gets slammed on the tympan, ink bronzes when dry, yellow ink turns green on copper, some dick uses cheesecloth as tarlatan, technician buys the cheap ass tint base that is yellower than benz, some eco-friendly person tries to tell them that water based inks are equal to oil, someone has hidden the opaque white….again, someone forgot to clean the roller (and slab, and ink knives, and edge of table, and the fan, and the can of ink they were using, and their fucking hands which have left fingerprints all over the press, prints, drying rack, water fountain, doorknob, acid bottles, cheesecloth, stone lift, and everything else they happened to touch), someone didn’t clean the emulsion tray, someone didn’t put the type back in the shelves, it takes four days to etch a plate because of weak mordant, there is more ink on your face than on paper, why do my prints suck-ass, someone used your paper you had soaking for two hours, relief block filled in because the ink was too soupy, relief block printed gray because you didn’t have enough ink on it, beveling……what’s that?, the squeegee is dull, your registration got fucked somehow, over packed cylinder, ink smudges out from the bottom of your plate because you didn’t think to clean the back of it before putting it on the press (you are the same person who printed on the felts), someone used the yellow tarlatan for blue ink, fuck me, is she really going out with him, ink bleeding like a stuck pig, someone forgot to clean the sides of the roller, you realize that your emulsion was still wet when you exposed your screen (or better yet, knew it was wet but were in a hurry and didn’t give a flying fuck about anyone else…..dickhead), rollers are hard as a rock, the nitrile glove box is empty (but then you remembered you don’t wear them anyway, do you?), when your friend tells you he/she has made a digital print and now they are a printmaker, what’s ventilation, you want to use the drying rack but someone has had their prints in there for over a month, your print has water streaks all over it, your ink is dry on that screen dummy, someone has left more grease on the bottom of the tympan then the top, you want to use the ink but it feels as if someone super-glued the top to the can, the 80 grit is out so have fun using 100 for a hour, hand cleaner is empty…hello shitty pink liquid, water bowls are black with ink, not a clean sponge within a mile, you don’t know which is the mag, whiting or talc, more scratches on the exposure unit than last semester, is that letter press or braille,  where is the duck tape, who left this crumb here, why am I doing this?????????? Add on at your discretion.

lithoshop:

This is the Printmaker when he/she experiences the following: a stone breaks, buys brittle rubylith, a screen fills in, a plate gets accidentally left in the acid for three days, cuts too much away from their block, you realize you should work downtown taking fingerprints from criminals because that is what your prints look like anyway,  woodblock is warped, copper gets scratched, stone fills in, screen rips, cuts finger with gouge, film has banning, underexposes, overexposes, nice round scratches on your perfectly grained stone,  beer runs out, holes stretch on paper, some douche prints on the felts, someone hides the last scoop of photo-emulsion,  type gets slammed on the tympan, ink bronzes when dry, yellow ink turns green on copper, some dick uses cheesecloth as tarlatan, technician buys the cheap ass tint base that is yellower than benz, some eco-friendly person tries to tell them that water based inks are equal to oil, someone has hidden the opaque white….again, someone forgot to clean the roller (and slab, and ink knives, and edge of table, and the fan, and the can of ink they were using, and their fucking hands which have left fingerprints all over the press, prints, drying rack, water fountain, doorknob, acid bottles, cheesecloth, stone lift, and everything else they happened to touch), someone didn’t clean the emulsion tray, someone didn’t put the type back in the shelves, it takes four days to etch a plate because of weak mordant, there is more ink on your face than on paper, why do my prints suck-ass, someone used your paper you had soaking for two hours, relief block filled in because the ink was too soupy, relief block printed gray because you didn’t have enough ink on it, beveling……what’s that?, the squeegee is dull, your registration got fucked somehow, over packed cylinder, ink smudges out from the bottom of your plate because you didn’t think to clean the back of it before putting it on the press (you are the same person who printed on the felts), someone used the yellow tarlatan for blue ink, fuck me, is she really going out with him, ink bleeding like a stuck pig, someone forgot to clean the sides of the roller, you realize that your emulsion was still wet when you exposed your screen (or better yet, knew it was wet but were in a hurry and didn’t give a flying fuck about anyone else…..dickhead), rollers are hard as a rock, the nitrile glove box is empty (but then you remembered you don’t wear them anyway, do you?), when your friend tells you he/she has made a digital print and now they are a printmaker, what’s ventilation, you want to use the drying rack but someone has had their prints in there for over a month, your print has water streaks all over it, your ink is dry on that screen dummy, someone has left more grease on the bottom of the tympan then the top, you want to use the ink but it feels as if someone super-glued the top to the can, the 80 grit is out so have fun using 100 for a hour, hand cleaner is empty…hello shitty pink liquid, water bowls are black with ink, not a clean sponge within a mile, you don’t know which is the mag, whiting or talc, more scratches on the exposure unit than last semester, is that letter press or braille,  where is the duck tape, who left this crumb here, why am I doing this?????????? Add on at your discretion.

— 2 years ago with 146 notes