A watercolor of some redwood trees and a stump and pencil sketch of a mother hugging her little daughter (both by me).
A prototype promotional poster of the New York City Gran Prix that never was, prominently featuring the WTC.
Bunch’a walls. At work it’s just pretty much data, maps, cross-sections, notes and a calendar (January 2003). Well, there’re some articles I thought interesting pinned up, as well.
At home we’ve got my degree fromm UT, a Norman Rockwell calendar from my insurance agent, a mirror mounted in a hanging picture frame, a Japanese print of some strange fruit, a thermostat, a straw broom, a Micael Priest (some rock nut will appreciate that) original for an album cover (went to his house and had him do it), an oil painting by a friend who’s now an archeologist of the moon through a window with a floating bar (experiment in perspective, I suppose) and a large tree roach that I nailed at a distance with Formula 409 a couple of years ago. He’s high up and of no particular interest anymore, so I haven’t got around to disposing of him.
I have a Japanese screen in the far corner of the room.
I have an “attach shit to the walls” problem. To my right are two bulletin boards I made into collages of various esoteric magazine cuttings, as well as a colored pencil drawing of bubbles I did with a Richard Brautigan quote twining around the bubbles. I then proceeded to tape, tack and nail as much crap as possible to them, so they now have: a 7" Talking Heads picture record single of “Road to Nowhere,” a beaded egg from Escondido, a whale Christmas ornament, my HS graduation tassel, a The Doors Hot Rockin Steel hotweels car, the tiara from my Statue of Liberty Halloween costume, jelly bracelets and “Risky Business” sunglasses from an '80’s night, as well as a few other pairs of glasses, a Jim Morrison iron on patch, concert and play tickets, my misspelled Fish and Wildlife name tag, a pewter bolo depicting The End of the Trail, and a few SDMB threads I’ve printed, and my 4-H fair picture. I also have a tin Beatle’s Sargent Pepper sign, The Onion calendar, Diva David magnets, an acrylic nude of a girl with her head down and her knees drawn up to her chest, painted by my mother, a horse sketch I did from a Robert Vavra photo, personal photos, mainly of horses and dogs, and a shadow box with various horse figurines.
That’s just my bedroom…
Above my monitor is a photo of me, seconds before jumping off a bridge with a big rubber band tied to my ankle.
Beside that is Mr Goo’s signed copy of a sketch of Brock in the car he won at Bathurst in 1979 (he owned the same car at one point)
Diploma from an archaeological field school.
Kelly Brook poster.
Blazing Saddles poster.
I’ve got a bunch of paintings I bought at thrift stores. I decided that I wanted to support the idea of buying origional art instead of posters, but I can’t even afford to buy lunch half the time. So I keep my eye out for paintings at thrift stores. Something about the idea of hanging completely anonymous art all over my house makes me happy.
I’ve also got a bullitin board covered in old photos I’ve bought from thrift stores. It’s amazing how compelling everyday snapshots can be out of context. When I get lonely, I pretend like all the people in the photos are my friends.
I think I gotta get out more.
A bookshelf, filled with:
a James Hetfield action figure with guitar and cymbal
a Jeff Hardy action figure with ladder
a Lego X-Wing
3 BattleBot replicas (Overkill, Deadblow, and Backlash)
a diecast 1955 Chevy stepside truck
Anakin Skywalker’s Episode II lightsabre (plastic toy)
a drawing by my 12 year old sister
a miniature Louisville Slugger bat
I need posters. Bad.
-brianjedi
On my walls:
- a large print of Edward Hopper’s Nighthawks
- a couple dozen 8 by 10 black and white photographs by Gunslinger (of which the most interesting is probably the 1/24th scale Corvette parked in front of a license plate; people have asked several times whose car that is and where they found such a huge mural of a license plate, and are kinda surprised to find out that, to quote Patsy, “it’s only a model”)
- two 3 by 5 black and white Polaroid prints of artsy angles of a '50s Buick, also by Gunslinger (from his '50s Speed Graphic press camera)…
- a clock
- a “No Parking, Fire Lane” sign that my friend gave me out of the blue one day
- a calendar from a Chinese restaurant
a co-worker.
seriously.
we were bored…
and we had LOTS of duct tape.
A black military-style hat that was worn by a friend of mine when she danced in a music video. Cool hat, cool video, very cool band. And she gave it to me, which is the coolest thing of all.
I used to have a poster of a swan.
At home I have a framed print of the famous photo “Earth Rise”, of the earth rising over the horizon of the moon. At work I have a photo of my dog and one of the Concorde (I work in aviation).
Oooooh! I want to get one of those!!!
the blood of my enemies.
In my office at work:
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a framed print of the Kin Yazhi ruin entitled “Pueblitos of Dinetah” promoting the 1989 New Mexico Historic Preservation Week. It is a bit dated but the picture is incredible.
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graduate degree diploma
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calendar
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bulletin board festooned with various things including pictures of my kids, last year’s christmas card and an “I Love Middle Earth” pin from the Tolkien Society.
and my favorite…
- a watercolor by my three year old son depicting the two of us surfing and entitled “JB wants to be like Daddy.”
My dorm room:
-A poster of the Coca Cola Bears (you know…the really adorable polar bears?)
-A “Chocolat Menier” French poster- with a picture of a little girl painting a sign that says “Drink Chocolat Menier.” Truly adorable.
-Another French one- called “Tournee du Chat Noir” with a really evil looking black cat.
-A little “Exorcist” poster in B&W
in work, racer x tin poster, picture of a porpoise i took in alaska.
at home, “nose shot” of a polar bear i took in churchill. the bear blinked.
fizgig, which Brautigan quote? (I love his stuff.)
I have 9 butterflies on the wall next to this computer. It is artfully surrounded by blackberry bits, flung by my bird, my bad bad birdie.
An original Star Wars poster from the 1977 soundtrack release
A chalk drawing by Ben Glenn
Books, books, books, books, books, books, books
A bunch of play posters for productions I have worked on