Skinner can draw, we know that, but his real talent might be writing punchy, dark poems worthy of this review. I ran into him at the Alternative Press Expo and he mischievously presented the following zine titled Poems to Crush Your Soul. Shoved carelessly into the back pocket of my friend’s jeans, this little time bomb of vulgarity was patiently waiting to be detonated. After several adult beverages, interest in this oddly non-illustrated work of Skinner’s became a priority. Within minutes, the words inside were recited loudly in a slurish, intoxicated tone to people walking by, fellow patrons at a handful of art shows, and anyone who came into close proximity. Reactions included reciprocated laughs or awkward confusion. By nights’ end there was no cover and it was mangled, torn, and abused. Eventually, if I remember correctly, it ended up being thrown at someone and abandoned in a San Francisco street. It took a beating but served as a centerpiece of entertainment for an entire night. Most zines I own get looked at once or twice, than live out the rest of their life in a box or on a shelf, seldom getting picked up again. This particular zine lived an accomplished life, even if for only one night. www.theartofskinner.com
-A.McManus

Haven’t been to any art shows, so this post will be lacking in that sense. However, this is nice installation.

Been busy moving

I have been neglecting to feed the massive appetite of the eternally hungry internet

Amanda Lopez working on a project

Familiar Face

Swampy Mixtape

Greg

Lipstick

T-shirt

Ceremony @ Terminal 5

Mark and Maggie

This is where the whole crew working at Nathan’s Hotdogs came out to answer our question to wether the mascot was actually holding a camera or not.

There was no final conclusion, but that shit has to be a camera. What else would it be?

Alex Pardee was on my red eye flight to N.Y. This is what he looks like at 6:30 a.m. after enduring the flight.

Chris from Garage Sale Project observing the human soup.

You know that feeling when you move somewhere new…

I had a conversation with Revok and Saber for the current May Issue of Juxtapoz. Pick up a copy to see and read the rest

“1/6 Project” by Mark Cross

Surfing on a coffin and giving the middle finger to a UFO are definitely on my “before I die” check list, although the probability of such occurrences happening does not look favorable. Maybe that’s why Jay Howell draws such ridiculously random scenarios; they are not possible in this world. With images that include surfers surfing while spray-painting dolphins, skateboarders riding smoking spliffs, and general shredding in every which way imaginable, the world Jay creates is one I would like to seek residency in. The Dark Wave follows a Black Metal band’s lead singer through an onstage panic attack, leading to a swift evacuation into the wilderness and his journey to find himself through the world of chance. Where will he end up? At the bottom of the abyss or riding the long wave to serenity? www.unpianobooks.com
-A.McManus

It took 3 hours planning out how to coordinate and fit everything. Jameson cured our frustration. Thanks Breezy.

These are all out of order and as always I forget to take photos at openings. Anyone have opening photos? I saw lots of photos being taken. Send ‘em over! Amanda K stopped by, always camera shy.

Jason giving everyone a show during install

In the building

Read More paraphernalia

Shubert’s pockets filled with the following contents

Since these photos do not include all of the art work, you should head to Needles and Pens and view the rest of the show while it is on display through May 27th, 2012. Thanks to all the artists and everyone who stopped by. Huge turnout!