Monthly Archives: June 2013

Originally posted on evabeckbaker:
Glennz Tees One of the many illustrative pieces by Glenn Jones, a freelance graphic designer and illustrator based in Auckland, New Zealand. Glenn uses his illustration talent to make T-shirts, and you can vote for which…

Originally posted on Americas South and North:
Thomas Friedman has a piece in the New York Times today that tries to explain why people have taken to the streets in a number of countries (including the US, visible in Tea Party…

Originally posted on maflphotos:
For 123 years there has been a procession in Manchester by the Italian community – a procession of faith.  It starts from the deconsecrated St Michael’s Church in Ancoats (Little Italy), processes to Albert Square and…

Originally posted on Skepteco:
After many years of living off-grid with a small 600w solar array, I have this week been successfully connected to the mains. The immediate benefit was plugging in a fridge and having a cool beer. Living…

Originally posted on Overgrown Asylum:
Assistant Costume Maker for drumming band Estrondo for Brighton Pride 2007 (Wiiners of Walking Tableau Award) Assistant for Cosutme Making and Designer of Props for Beats Culture for the The Mayor’s Festival, London 2008 Designer…

Originally posted on maflphotos:
Market Street in Manchester can be a real cacophony of sound on the weekend – a minefield of ‘as found on Facebook’ singers (generally murdering Adele tracks), small child dance troupes with blaring boom boxes (generally…

Originally posted on Being 42:
Saturday 29th June 2013, 4.05pm (day 674) In the 12th century we built castles. In the 15th century we built cathedrals. In the 19th century we built factories. In the 20th century we built shopping malls.…

In a few cities in the Northeastern state of Pernambuco, Festa de São João, the popular June 24th festival that celebrates Saint John, includes the noisy performance of bacamarteiros. These armed groups parade around town shooting their bacamartes, guns similar … Continue reading →