December 2011
things I have grown tired of seeing on my dashboard and on various blogs after almost 3 hours of image scavenging. I have to admit I am 100% guilty of reblogging or featuring some of these and will probably continue to do so (ie. gratuitous espresso shots)
- leopard anything
- studs on anything
- shots of hands holding clutches
- that damn invisible Italian guy in a navy blazer walking down a cobblestone street
- coffee cups / espresso machines or shots
- meals that incorporate avocados
- behind the head hair shots
- various buildings at sunset
- red lips
- close ups of gold accent accessories and/or jewelry
- mac miller / wiz khalifa / asap rocky / tyler the creator / whatever “underground” rapper of the day
- 98% of all pictures that have a supreme logo in the frame
- pictures of iphones/imacs/ipads etc
- helvetica
- ryan gosling
Yamaoka Tesshu, as a young student of Zen, visited one master after another. He called upon Dokuon of Shokoku.
Desiring to show his attainment, he said: “The mind, Buddha, and sentient beings, after all, do not exist. The true nature of phenomena is emptiness. There is no realization, no…
when I browse the ‘men’s apparel’ section of pinterest it makes me never want to leave tumblr again.
Okay, so you know in some movies and television shows when they show an apartment belonging to a bachelor bro or a depressed character or something and the living room is overrun with pizza boxes? I’ve recently decided that my dream job is to be the person in charge of eating all of that pizza.
Like, someone would call me up and say “Hey, I’m shooting a movie where this character just found out his girlfriend slept with his best friend. We need about fifteen empty pizza boxes to throw on his coffee table. Can you eat fifteen pizzas by Friday? We’ll provide the pizza, of course, and we’ll pay you for your time. Oh, we also need some empty beer bottles if you want an extra $50. Just drink a twelve of whatever you prefer and send us the receipt for reimbursement.”
The only problem with this is of course those boxes are actually the product of the prop dept. The prop dept being arguably talented people who are paid insane amounts of money to create or buy unbranded pizza boxes, apply necessary amounts of grease and melted cheese (to look as realistic as possible) and then are artfully placed within a shot by a production assistant. I worked in the industry for awhile, and it almost ruined everything about movies that I loved. Here’s to sharing that misery with you all. Reality sucks, unless you’re the friend of a friend of a producer’s cousin who scored a job in the prop dept and get to make fake pizza boxes for double what a high school teacher makes in a year for 3 months of work.