Aug 21, 2006
Aug 17, 2006
Fan Mail for the Digital Generation
Aug 16, 2006
JC Reporting Live
Aug 15, 2006
Chinatown Soccer Club
Petey Sutherland's newest venture is The Chinatown Soccer Club.... It's like sports for the Todd P set or something. And there's T-shirts! Thats's as much as we know. Extra points if you can catch the hot-to-trot Sutherland running by the lens! The Chinatown Soccer Club.
Aug 11, 2006
sometimes you get points for longevity

Which is better than a stick in the eye. Look at my doppelganger doing the Funky Chicken, everybody pointin', even cap man can't believe it (and poor l'il mohawk, the crowd pleaser, didn't get this kinda notice): everybody had a ball at the LC Outdoors event for We B* Girlz, even though the damn book and even Martha Cooper were nowhere to be seen. Still, it was fun. Especially when these two girlz really started to "fight" with dancing. Like Capoeira, only with beats instead of annoying high-pitched string plucking. But the State of New York preventing us from getting the fiercely devoted crowd to know about what they were cheering about in the form of a literary educational tool such as a book shows how boneheaded and small minded and closed entities like this are. This will be the very last time we do anyting like this. If the message is not total, it is not one, or is being coopted by somneone else. Which is why we have been around 11 years.
More props to and from Peter Sutherland. And on a sadder note, RIP Darren Lewis. Right-side pass beating truck does not Capoeira make. Longevity. Long live the Funky Chicken. Not pretty, but still here.
Aug 8, 2006
Miss Rosen has it happening
The new mag post does nicely crystalize what we think we might hope to be onto...world hegemony! Not that another reason is needed to expand the psychic head space over in the far corner of the office, but the rapid firing of one-finger typing in the form of a constant tick-tick-tick-tick, tick-tick-ticking white noise background has a sort of comforting soothing effect, knowing that all is right in the world....
Aug 6, 2006
Hey, the Post says Bklyn is "hip"
Because some breeders couldn't hack Samuri Power Vibe style in LA. Not that we could either, but the SM farmer's market on Staurdays makes Union Square look like...an exercise in liberal eeanestness, as oopposed to....um, skeezer outlaws? With killer citrus specimans?....Hey, you can put the top down....hey, look: the homeless that used to be in NYC! How's it going? Um, sort of played out on change....Where was I...oh yea, Brooklyn. What up! Yo Windsor Terrace!...(anybody out there...) Watch for the Brooklynites next year! Present a compelling case why you should be, and you might! Esp. if you can wrangle some tangelos....
Aug 3, 2006
Aug 1, 2006
pH title entreatingly sought to quell Mideast strife

In late breaking news of a just-too-crazy-to-believe sort, mild mannered lawyer Arthur Frank's riveting distillation of the Wyoming cowboy, published by yours truly last year, was seized upon in a last ditch effort to line up Western support for the U.S. administration's position on Hezbollah's entrenched efforts to destabilize Israel's sovereignty: rope 'em up and tie 'em down.
Reaction from U.S. allies were non-plussed; "Encore?", an exasperated French President Jacques Chirac is quoted to have exclaimed with his extremely large hands thrust heaven-ward. Secretary of State Condoleeza Rice deployed stealth diplomacy in explaining the Administration's trademarked "hide-branding" strategies.
photographer Ron Agam presents Chriac with an inscribed copy of Cowboy Up!
Jul 28, 2006
wet looking

best solution we've seen for displaying your "erotica" photo books and whimsical investigations into bodily functions; if you're interested, we'll sell you a 2 for 1 pH shower set: one set for keeps and one for play. A book's not happy until he's loved. And caressed. With loving suds. Bubbles away!
Jul 27, 2006
now *this* is a book review! three lines about a forthcoming book amidst death, delerium, and a mobby cross dressing pipe cleaner!
Jul 25, 2006
bloggy dummy, Peter Sutherland's Deer
You can type whatever. Or so Nick thinks, in creating a template "blog posting for (a) dummy." (He is out of town this week, or has emigrated to Canada, one of the two). I am attempting to edit in html, so it's like...man, who the heck thought of this... but if I hit this compose button....ahh, that is more like email. For us dummies.
Well now, what shall I talk about? I don't have anything to say. I guess that is the purpose of blogs. Sometimes there is something funny or interesting to read; I know more about Sara Rosen now since her blog began than I knew in five years running. But what do I know; dummy.
My mom turned 70. We couldn't think of anything really good to get her in time for a birthday (there are vague plans afoot for travel in Italy—a prepackaged deal, you know, 'cause she's from the midwest), so we got her a blog. Sounds dumb, but we put up silly pictures and some bday texts; she was really touched. Maybe not so dumb; ironically we keep more in touch now with these dumb things than we did before.
Something so deceptively....simple, and yes, dumb, can sometimes...show you something new. And I don't mean passive entertainment, though that is what it is precisely for most of you dear readers now; but rather a means to see a side of something you never anticpated. Or a means of doing so. Not really too dummy.
So....ummm....wait! I have a new great idea: under the guise of seeing if I can get this linking thing down, tell us through posts or whatever it is you do if we should publish this book: Peter Sutherland, one of our favorite all around guys and one of our better selling artists (Autograf, Pedal), is also, evidently, a deer killer, and wants to make a book about it. I thought his Chinatown Soccer Club gear was coolish (he sent some e-agitprop about it a few days ago), and even thought about seeing if they needed any middle-aged publishers to wreak havoc at their games, but today he asked us if we would do this, in large format, like 14" tall, and in paperback. I'm not a big deer lover, so I really don't care about ethical treatment of these large bambi rats—they look like "whoa, there's nature in like our front yard!" for about two seconds before you realize they are the reason nothing is growing in your yard anymore, and they are slowly becoming like cows: Peter Sutherland's Deer.
Well now, what shall I talk about? I don't have anything to say. I guess that is the purpose of blogs. Sometimes there is something funny or interesting to read; I know more about Sara Rosen now since her blog began than I knew in five years running. But what do I know; dummy.
My mom turned 70. We couldn't think of anything really good to get her in time for a birthday (there are vague plans afoot for travel in Italy—a prepackaged deal, you know, 'cause she's from the midwest), so we got her a blog. Sounds dumb, but we put up silly pictures and some bday texts; she was really touched. Maybe not so dumb; ironically we keep more in touch now with these dumb things than we did before.
Something so deceptively....simple, and yes, dumb, can sometimes...show you something new. And I don't mean passive entertainment, though that is what it is precisely for most of you dear readers now; but rather a means to see a side of something you never anticpated. Or a means of doing so. Not really too dummy.
So....ummm....wait! I have a new great idea: under the guise of seeing if I can get this linking thing down, tell us through posts or whatever it is you do if we should publish this book: Peter Sutherland, one of our favorite all around guys and one of our better selling artists (Autograf, Pedal), is also, evidently, a deer killer, and wants to make a book about it. I thought his Chinatown Soccer Club gear was coolish (he sent some e-agitprop about it a few days ago), and even thought about seeing if they needed any middle-aged publishers to wreak havoc at their games, but today he asked us if we would do this, in large format, like 14" tall, and in paperback. I'm not a big deer lover, so I really don't care about ethical treatment of these large bambi rats—they look like "whoa, there's nature in like our front yard!" for about two seconds before you realize they are the reason nothing is growing in your yard anymore, and they are slowly becoming like cows: Peter Sutherland's Deer.
Jul 20, 2006
Jul 19, 2006
Jul 18, 2006
R Powellford: A NY Thing
See Ricky Powell up close and personal at aNYthing, 51 Hester, on Thursday. He'll be signing books and (if we know our Ricky) getting his game on with 1: the camera, 2: the ladies, or 3: both. Mostly likely 3. Oh ssit!
Jul 13, 2006
Jul 12, 2006
Rencontre des Photos
Susanne Konig is all up in Rencontre d'Arles right now. As, apparently, is Pop Photo. Click "Photo Gallery." Go team!
Jul 10, 2006
Jul 5, 2006
PS Returns to Heartland!
Peter Sutherland, best-selling auteur behind Pedal and Autograf, is finding his roots this week with a screening in Minneapolis MN at the Bicycle Film Festival there. And if the frozen north is your bag, Sutherland's photographs from his hometown in Michigan are forthcoming on pHytonics!
Jul 3, 2006
Lisa Kereszi on pHytonics.net
Lisa is hotter than the Sahara right now... and we got our hands on photograhps that have never been published! Check out all the goods at pHytonics.
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