In England even at the actual beach I cannot find my beach.
Tony Abbott. Conservationist. Minister for Women.
Freo.
PoVi.
I’ve fallen and there’s a tentacle in my butt.
Meh.
In England even at the actual beach I cannot find my beach.
Tony Abbott. Conservationist. Minister for Women.
Freo.
PoVi.
I’ve fallen and there’s a tentacle in my butt.
Meh.
Bon Pussy to one another eh? In these troubled times yeah? Bon pussy my brother. Bon Pussy soul sister. Bon Pussy, old friend, Bon pussy, Bon Pussy Bon Pussy to all our readers. It’s funny, if you say Bon Pussy over and over again, the words Bon Pussy lose their meaning. I was thinking, no wonder French women always look so annoyed if they’re splashing this on, but now I see it’s local. I think they should offer a carton of ‘Pussy for a TWOP prize. Do they do a body gel for men? 2nd Avenue (N) IGA.
Three seperate people sent me this. Misspent Yoof was, I think the first. It seems to have struck a chord. I prefer lions myself, but each to theirs. I don’t mind it. Maybe.
Prince Angar of Avacal’s friend’s dog sniffed out a well crafted C&B in Mt Hawthorne, (Perth style). But the Prince was more concerned with the discarded hair gel nearby. It literally blew his mind. C’mon Prince, make the connection! I’m more baffled that the deli still has a pay phone, and sells the Sunday Times.
I thought the place had been gentrified out of all recognition. Good to see some of the basics haven’t changed. From Teh West. 
Art strongly influenced by post-vibrancy modernism and political and social upheaval? Let’s start with this Wembley installation, Slaughter of the Vacuums. It was created by a former rigger who lived in a donga for 10 years: he was haunted by his resource-boom experiences, to the point of mental breakdown. He moved to Darch, one of Perth’s leading artistic suburbs, where he was influenced by the expressionless, the Registered Verge movement, and other modernist schools.
Reconciling artistic style with industrial mass production and consumerism? Too pre-PoVi for this artist, who only makes things out of the things of which they are made. Crucifixion III, East Perth.
PoVi art is either bereft of metaphor, or is covered in it. The Furnace’s friend found this bucket of human hair at Fremantle. The hair had been sewn into a headband. Untitled, but The Furnace thought Scalp Tax.
When they start messing with the POST’s art competition for kids, you know we are drenched in decadence. This was called Magic Lego, and created in Nedlands.
PoVi.
Now war is declared, and battle come down.
(Click through for Parts 2 and 3), and here’s that YouTube video.
Well yes, Balga’s going to look like Shangri Fucken La if you’re in Albany. And in a Hyundai. By BX. In Dennmark.