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Heads, Gold Bikinis and Dance: More Remixed Subway Adverts

May 15th, 2008 by Jeff Simmermon

The previously mentioned lord and master of 21st-century New York subway graffiti is at it again. He’s started a Flickr page under the name “Poster Boy NYC” with a lot more images, but these are the ones I liked the best out of the current crop of new releases.

Dance

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More Subway Poster Remix Graffiti: Iron Man, Steroids, Fluffy Pink Cop Feet

April 29th, 2008 by Jeff Simmermon

Last week, I posted about the giant mashed-up colorform graffiti on the New York Subway system. The post got picked up by Gawker, Art Fag City, Neatorama and some others, garnering a little attention.

A few days later, I got a comment that said:

i know the guy who does this stuff. i can get you more info and pictures of the originals if you’re interested. these pics don’t do the originals justice. you have pics of them after they’ve been tampered with …

I got a bunch more photos out of him, and he’s right … these are way, way more fun, especially this Iron Man remix:

WOMANWEB

SteroidsWEB

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Murakami Vader Pounds a Brew: Chopped Up Remixed Subway Star Wars Posters

April 21st, 2008 by Jeff Simmermon

Those great big billboard ads you see on the subway are nothing but giant peel-and-stick Coloforms, really. I love the accidental collages you see when people randomly pick and peel those thing like they’re great big scabs, and I just knew it was a matter of time before someone started making art out of them.

Then I saw this ad for Star Wars that had been chopped and remixed with bits from a beer ad and a poster for a Takashi Murakami exhibit and I heard a horde of angels singing a song titled “Shit Yeah!”:

Murakami Vader Drinks a Beer

You can see the whole billboard and a gold-bikini Princess Leia mixed with Iron Man after the jump …

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Overheard on the Subway: L Train to Brooklyn

January 31st, 2008 by Jeff Simmermon

So I told him that I had cheated on him while he was out of town. And you know what? He turned around and tried to use it against me!


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Hate The Hair, Love the Balls

January 25th, 2008 by Jeff Simmermon

I posted something last night about the worst haircut I’ve ever seen, complete with a cute little drawing to illustrate it. At about 6 pm, both BoingBoing and Gawker linked to it, increasing my traffic tenfold.

“Oh look,” I thought. “Everyone thinks I’m witty, brilliant and wonderful. It must be true if the Internet says so!”

Then I left work and got on the subway — and saw the owner of said haircut. I felt really, really bad. On the one hand, this guy was obviously seeking attention with his ‘do, and now he’s gotten it. But then again, taking cheap shots at strangers kind of sucks, I think, even if it does pay off in the dizzying sweet nectar of Internet attention.

When I got home, I saw this comment, which really made me think:

Style is a product of Risk Taking… & those of you who laugh @ people who take risks are simply too scared to be true inventors…

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Birdman on the L Train

July 16th, 2007 by Jeff Simmermon

I was just sitting there on the L train back to Brooklyn, trying to come up with something to post today when it fell in my lap with a bow and a smile.

A middle-aged black guy wearing a hat with a big old peacock feather in it, sunglasses and a fanny pack got on the train and stood right in front of me. As soon as the doors shut, he let out a warbling war whoop and launched into a series of bird calls. What was really fascinating is that he had no discernible facial expression at all — this was TOTALLY normal, as normal as reading the ads on the train or checking out the subway map

Here’s a video:

What I really loved the most about the whole experience was that nobody paid any mind to him at all. They just looked at the floor or their watches or something as though this happened all the time.

Then I realized that in New York, it DOES happen all the time.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: once you really, truly don’t care if other people don’t think you’re crazy, the world is yours.