Do you like small spaces?
Aside from the entirety of Japan, airplanes are some of the best examples of the 'everything in its place' philosophy. Every item is pared down to its simplest form. Interiors are literally engineered. No poetry. There is something beautiful in that, I think; airplanes are these giant aluminum kites and people fit into them with the same degree of technical consideration as soap and coffee and blankets. Maybe I like that because it seems honest or maybe I just like to be squeezed a little.
The galleys are beautiful and boxy, lined with metal cubbies and shelves, all held in place with little red and blue flanges. The lavs are similarly structured (albeit 100% more beige): baby cabinets and tiny ledges for single objects; a phone, a paperback novel, once upon a time, a pipe. There's little holes for your razor blades and your tissues.
The iPod made me distrustful of music because it immediately overwhelmed with a wave of easy choices. Reality is actually overwhelming because I can discard my used tissue anywhere. An airplane bathroom cleaves my options back down to one. It achieves a singularity of purpose that is both old and true. It's the record-player of rooms.
11 Years ago:
I guarantee the spot W+K wanted to make moved way faster and Chrysler made them slow it down.
On June 22nd and 23rd Austin Eustice and I are going to be selling our fancyboy wares at the Brooklyn Renegade Craft Fair on the Williamsburg Waterfront. We've got posters, prints, patches, comics and the odd painted baseball bat for sale.
We'll be operating a booth under our variety shop, U of B. We don't have a website yet but you can see some of our hot items either here on Mister or over on Mr. Eustice's store page.
There's going to be a fuckload of awesome artists at Renegade selling great stuff for your apartment and/or body and/or cat so bring some dollar bills. Sidenote: We'll be accepting credit cards too.
Chances are it'll be hot & sweaty so if you show up and bring us a lemonade or a tasty treat you can have a patch of your choosing; That's our U of B Promise!
Here's where we'll be living:
Renegade goes all weekend from 11 - 7 so please do stop by! It's at East River State Park but I've never heard it called that before!
Heavy is the head.
Mister (or Hey Mister as it is sometimes called) has been doing a one-armed doggy paddle across the Internet for five years. In that time it has gone through a lot of changes. At one point I would've described this as an advertising watchdog blog. Cringe. Other times it was a portfolio for comics and motion graphics. And occasionally it was the rambling, equivocating journal of a man who uses too many parentheses (sorry). Now it's mostly illustrations and very few words.
Who knows what it'll be next. I'm sad I missed out on Steam Punk.
Some fun Mister facts:
- This post consistently gets the most traffic.
- This one consistently gets the most insane comments. Also I'm sorry.
- This one and this one both triggered cease and desist letters, after which I did nothing and they did nothing.
- Dunkin Donuts never sponsored Mister but because I pretended that they did for one week, they actually sent me a check for $38 and a book of coupons. I never cashed the check and the coupons expired the same week they arrived. Still. Someone over there is hilarious.
- I publish Mister using Squarespace. They are a stellar company and I love them very much.
- Almost as much as I love you. Thanks for visiting!
Fassbender - a variant of Fassbinder - is German for "cooper," a binder or repairer of casks and barrels.