And somedays feel like this...

Brimfield Antique Show

With JW of Secret Forts, a weekend scouting mission to Brimfield Antique Show had been hatched over beers months ago, just to get an idea of what all the commotion was about. If you're not familiar, BAS is a mile-long antique show of over 5,000 dealers and is the largest show in New England and possibly the U.S.

They have hundreds of booths to check out and within hours, we were absolutely exhausted from constantly scanning tent after tent. It's a visual feast, and with amazing weather, a great trip out of the city. I didn't go crazy, but amongst the handful of items purchased, the kerosine Coleman lantern, identical to the one my father had while I was growing up, is easily my favorite. The new LED ones just don't have that same warm glow. Or reminiscent smell.

If you get free, there are three shows a year. Check it out.

Culinary Weekend Update

Yet another well designed can from Miller. Somebody's getting the good stuff through.

This baby's for the vets. I truly enjoyed the extra mile some designer took in selling the macro-label 

running over the viewing plane. That's a tough sell and a detail that I find makes it a bit more

artifact and a little less visually disposable.

Also, that whole "Dorito taco shell thing".

Do it. It's amazing. Next week, we'll have hover-boards, watch.

Miller64

Relaunch of a shitty beer looks amazing. Great typeplay and COLOR. Great "modern with retro hat tip" work.

F Newton

and get down with Non-Newtonian Fluids with style.

The Tarantulas

Spring is coming. If you've ever owned a motorcycle, you know how that warm air beacons you. So here's some cycle porn that should do the trick. An outfit out of Portland, OR., called The Tarantulas are building some drop-dead gorgeous Cafe Bikes. Yes, Spring is coming.

Maybaline. Combined 1971 CB/CL175 below

The Natural 1971 CB750F SS

Smooth Criminal CB350F

Via The Black Harbor

City of Life and Death

A brutal showing of the Japanese occupation of Nanking, China; Also known as The Rape of Nanking, for the terror wrought on the populace.

The movie is incredibly well shot, and while there are some major technical flaws with it (the subtitles are confusingly delayed and the handwritten postcards setting up each scene are indecipherable), it successfully displays the dark, senseless breakdown of humanity while clashing with systematic brutality.

The clip is of an impressive Japanese victory dance. Pretty powerful.