Following in the footsteps of movie star musicians like Scarlett Johansson, Dutch beauty Carice Van Houten has decided to bend the larynx for her debut album, See You On The Ice. Best known from Paul Verheoven’s Black Book, and for giving birth to something truly rotten in Game Of Thrones, Van Houten has produced a fine pop album, free of the cavity-inducing sugar found in such things as K.Perry ice-cream. Having denounced the machinations of Hollywood, this is a woman I’d suspect would be more at home in a field of tulips than in the city of angels. And Carice, I’ll see you on the ice or anywhere else for that matter, anytime you like.
Over the last six years or so, Dr. Semir Osmanagic and his intrepid team have been busy attempting the sell to the world the idea of prehistoric pyramids in Bosnia. They’ve found man-made slabs (umm, natural rock), tiles (err, broken rock) and tunnels (hmm, ancient aquifers?), claiming that the structure was possibly built up to 12,000 years ago. I’m all for the odd theory that can explain the anomalies of the ancient world, and no piece of architecture inspires a grander sense of awe than the world’s ancient pyramids. But the good doctor’s claims have been derided by many archaeologists. Then again, man did once believe that the Earth was flat.
Recently, some folks at the Chicago Tribune headed down to the basement and found a bunch of glass-plate negatives from the 1920s and 30s. Some of these glorious old photographs were of famed mobster Al Capone during his 1931 trial for tax evasion. At one time a populist hero, Al brought booze to the people when uptight sycophants thought it best to keep everyone sober and agitated. Now his legend lives on in black and white.
Matthew Johnson is the illustrator and design force behind SeventhFury Studios and Seventh.Ink Shirts and Apparel. Johnson’s art is bold, and his designs work very well on apparel. Currently, he is offering a collection of three t-shirts that come in a limited edition laser-engraved wooden box, along with a hand-stamped muslin bag and a signed wooden coffin cut-out.
The year was 1977, and Oberto Airaudi (who prefers the name ‘Falco’) and a small band of merry men began digging in the valley of Valchiusella, in northern Italy. The plan was to build a series of nine ornate temples, over five levels and 100 feet below the surface, later dubbed the Temples of Damanhur. The temple designs came from visions Falco (who, by the way, didn’t record Rock Me Amadeus) had experienced from a young age of a past life, a world of beauty in an advanced civilisation. Hmmm, I wonder what kind of mushrooms grow on the foothills of the Alps?
Back in the hoary days of 1997, an ad appeared in the classifieds section of Backwoods Home Magazine calling for a partner to accompany the advertiser in a trip through time. The respondent was urged to bring their own weapons and that their safety was not guaranteed. The ad caused a minor storm, until it [...]
What’s funnier than a cat head on a human body? Well, probably many things, but that doesn’t mean it’s not funny anyway. At Captain Feline, to produce our t-shirts, we throw a human body and a cat head into The Anthropomorphizer, a monstrous design device patented in the 1920s.