Graffiti the Ghost

Friday grab bag

Yeah yeah, so we haven't posted much lately. But I have been saving up some random tidbits and I think I finally have enough to constitute a full, albeit scattered, post.

Up first, Oklahoma!


That's some f'ed up shit right there. You're fighting the global war on terror with your license plate? O-keeey.

Moving on.

I don't remember how I stumbled upon this but there's some cool art in it - Royal Magazine. I like these portraits by Fiona Aboud.



Speaking of art, I found these paintings a while back while searching for a picture of Pterri the Pterodactyl from Pee-wee's Playhouse and I really dig 'em. Fine art meets your favorite pop culture/TV icons. Seriously - Pterri gettin' busy with a nekkid Miss Yvonne? I want, I want! And the artist, Isabel Samaras, lives right here in the Yay Area. Yay.



Also on the art tip (what, am I Jess now?), check out these dope dresses, scarves and wall hangings made entirely out of interconnected felt shapes by Galya Rosenfeld. She also has some cool stuff made of pins (see "pinafores") and snaps and such, so do take some time to poke around her site - there's a lot that's worth seeing. From her bio:


"Ruled by mathematic formulas as much as creativity, Rosenfeld’s designs emerge from the place where whimsy meets pragmatic thought. Her pieces are individually crafted, often without the use of thread, patterns or other tools found in traditional tailoring."



I have stared and stared at the modular pieces and still can't figure out exactly what the shapes are and how they're holding together. I guess I will just have to go visit a gallery or one of the stores where they sell her work and stare at it in person. Rosenfeld also resides here in the Yay, and her scarves are available here and in Santa Monica (for you LA types).


What else, what else. OK. You've probably heard about Bacon Salt by now. I haven't tried it, but I am very suspicious of anything that claims to have bacon flavor but doesn't actually contain any bacon. I'm all for giving our vegetarian friends a little taste of the good life, but not if it means giving them a false representation of the greatest and holiest delectable in the world of meat, i.e. pork fat.

Truffle Salt, on the other hand, is a product I can endorse whole-heartedly. Italian sea salt blended with ground black summer truffles. OMG. Unless you have major issues with sodium, I advise you to get out to the Ferry Building (if you're in SF), Rockridge's Market Hall (if you're in teh beast), or jump online (if you're somewhere else) and get you some. Sweet Jesus on a steak, this stuff is freaking amazing. Put it on a steak, potatoes, eggs, basically anything you could put regular salt on, and you will have a masterpiece of flavor on your hands (and very quickly in your mouth). The first night we brought this over to the home of Shernie to try it out, we were all sneaking off to the kitchen every few minutes to find some new vessel with which to transport more Truffle Salt onto our tongues.

Truffle Salt - It's the new crack!


And finally, because it's Friday, treat yourself to a big, hot chunk of Rock-a-fire Explosion. Go on, you've earned it.

posted by stefbot @ 10:40 AM