12/31/12

See her.


Found this beaut in Jasper, TN. had to pull off the interstate and cruise some back roads to see hwe up close. Not many of these dinosaurs left. Have to cherish those we have left.

12/22/12

What we're looking at now.



Home Sweet Dome: Heels and family at the Dean Smith Center. #ramblings #goheelsgoamerica

12/21/12

Sonnet XVII



Sonnet XVII

By Pablo Neruda

I love you without knowing
how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly,
without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know
no other way than this:
where I does not exist nor you,
so close that your hand
on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close
as I fall asleep.

12/20/12

What we're looking at now.



Epic road trips call for well designed plans. NC, GA, TN, AL, and away we go. #ramblings

12/19/12

12/17/12

Fresh Ink.



Our good pals at Gigantic Squid have done it again. And by it, we mean make us smile via seafaring creatures.

This time, Ian and company went after our own hearts with a print of a cycloptic squid, staring into our souls, wishing us a Merry Christmas. This one is taking the cake as the finest Christmas poster we've gotten.

Lest we forget to properly plug these guys, Gigantic Squid are a creative production studio out in Seattle. But above that, they are really good folks. Ian was a groomsman in our wedding and his wife was a bridesmaid. They are wonderful people and we miss the tar our out them.

Tar is a pun, too (like fresh ink, in case you missed it...), as Ian is from NC but in exile in Washington. One day we'll all live on a cul de sac together. Where we'll break out the Nog and the posters and have ourselves a merry little squidmas.


12/15/12

Back Down South Giveaway.


Couldn't help but get in the holiday spirit with Back Down South. They are doing 7 days of Christmas giveaways and we to landed on Day 6. Hip hip hooray!

Swing by there and enter to win a free print. Easy as can be.

12/14/12

Prodigal Bass.


The only really crucial thing to note here about the music is that the whole thing is about the bass. People who know a lot about electronic music will disagree with me, but knowing a lot about electronic music is, these days, entirely beside the point.
 
The progression of a house track, and one plausible reason for house's ascendancy, goes like this: There's some twinkly pirouetting melody in the higher registers, then some bass for a while, and then the introduction of a soaring, optimistic vocal track about saving the world or, for the slightly less ambitious, having a feeling re tonight's bestness, then the simultaneous near-crescendo of the twinkles and the all-out vocal redemption, and then, right at the moment of presumed climax, the bass goes away for a few beats, everybody misses the bass so much and can't wait for it to come back, maybe the snare reintroduces itself after a few seconds to remind you to get excited for the prodigal bass's triumphal homecoming, a good DJ takes just longer than expected to bring the bass back, 20,000 or 50,000 hearts stop as one, lever arms hanging anxiously in midair, and then, when the bass kicks back in, the crowd goes out of their motherf****** minds, just like they did the time the bass disappeared and came back four minutes ago, pumping their right arms in genuinely exhilarated unison, survivors all of the briefly yet catastrophically lost bass. 

The above is an excerpt from a Gideon Lewis-Kraus article on electronic music from this month's GQ. I thought it was a fine, fine paragraph. The entire thing, should you be into reading about EDM, can be found here.

12/13/12

You'll shoot your eye out.





We made a Christmas Card to send to some friends. Only made 50. And they make us feel warm.

Hopefully they did the same for folk receiving.

12/12/12

At Home in Dallas.



Well, technically not a home, but Pebble + Pine of Dallas has a couple of prints hanging around that I saw thanks to a really great writeup on Red Clay Soul. Looks like an amazing space with a good slant: American-made golf and lifestyle boutique.


And I tell you, after seeing the shots, I kinda want to take a trip to Dallas and also take up golf.

Maybe we should start a section called Prints Going Commercial. Maybe not, though.



What we're looking at now.



What we need is a little bit of snow. #ramblings

12/12/12



Can't let today pass without a something: So here's the thing.

The 12th order we get today, 12/12/12, after 12:12 EST will get their order for free. But I don't want to be out $1200 dollars, so we're gonna cap the booty at $250.

We'll just refund the lucky bloke (or fine young lady) shortly after their order is placed.

There you have it. Time it well and you, my friend, will be up at least two turtle doves and some amount of maidens milking...


12/10/12

I Celebrate the Day.



This is about the most powerful Christmas song I've heard. Five years in, it still blows my mind.

Think on it.




12/9/12

Beer and Bacon in a cookie. Or, perfection.


A gloomy Boston day calls for reinforcements: Gluten Free Bard's Beer & Bacon Chocolate Chip Cookies with Caramelized Pecans. Believe that. 



12/7/12

Droppin' bows.


Days like today make me so dang excited. Is it because it's the weekend? Partially. Because I'm working from home, thus still in worn blue jeans and an old flannel? Partially. Because I'm cranking a Mogwai remix so loud because my upstairs neighbors are at work? Prolly.

But mainly cause several months of work have culminated in the release of a collaboration with Starboard Clothing Co. out of Annapolis. They are great folks and at this point pretty good friends and so we teamed up with them to make a bow tie. But not just any bow.

The Bow Try. No. 1.

Bow try, of course, cause it is word play, and I love a good word play. No. 1 for I have a feeling there will be a No. 2. Cause when you make an American Made tie, in a small batch, with a handsome fabric and a diamond point, well, she's gonna go fast.

We only made 30, and a third are already gone this morning. Tie up the week nicely, yeah?

12/5/12

At Home in Milwaukee.



From one G.L. in Wisconsin:
Happy Saturday, and with a good Oktoberfest beer in hand, "ein prosen" from Wisconsin! Cheers!
Just passing along a picture of my new living room in Milwaukee adorned with The Line; the perfect daily reminder that my heart belongs in the south. 
Couldn't have said it better myself.

12/3/12

In Garden & Gun.


We all know there's something about getting a good magazine in the mail. Seeing it in a pile of junk mail on the floor by the mail slot. A masthead, popping out from the bills, that is smiling at you, winking, whispering “You and me, sir, are going to spend some time together over coffee come Saturday. Just you wait and see.”

And when you get to tearing through that good magazine, one of your favorites, and you see your name and work work on one of their pages (even though you knew it was coming) that sure is something special. You pour a little more from the French press and thank the Good Lord for good fortune.


The piece you see, of course, is in the section of exclusives made just for Garden & Gun's store. Cause a few months back you'd had a call and came up with an idea with them, a song floating in on the wind that reminds you of Oxford in the fall. And reminds a lot of others of family and home. A few notes wrapped in a complex package of past and present. A song named for home, written by a man from Ohio, printed up in Massachusetts more than 150 years after it was first put on paper.

You tarry there only briefly, on your picture, and then you move on. Cause there's so much more in the magazine you need to get to, and the sun is already burning up this crisp late-autumn day.


Let the Band Play, $45, available here.

12/1/12

Gift in the Heart of Texas.


'Tis the season.

Looks like we've made an impression on folks in Fort Worth, TX, this Christmas season. 360 West Magazine was sweet enough to pop General Manners No. 1 in their 2012 Gift Guide.

But you should get em while the gifting is good, as I think we've got just a few of the blue ones left this year. And those Texans might just snag them all up.