Obituaries for thieves
These mugshots are all part of Professional Criminals of America, a “a gangland encyclopedia” assembled by inspector Thomas F. Byrnes in 1886, recently profiled in The New York Times. On the flipside of the broadsheet were the Times’ reader-submitted obituaries, so I thought maybe it’d be fun to do some pop-outs, steal a few words from loved ones for these rogues, forever captioned as thieves…
Listening to Glenn Gould
When I posted this pop-out yesterday it dawned on me that a large portion of my followers might not know who Glenn Gould is. You just never know. I was in a Goodwill recently and a man a little younger than me looked at a poster and asked his friend, “Who is James Dean?”
What do you know?
I complained to my 5-year-old that I didn’t feel like blogging today.
“Could you write down what you know about the world and I’ll put it on my website?”
He wrote down four sentences.
“That’s it?” I asked.
“That’s it!” he said.
So we added his words to a drawing by his 2-year-old brother.
Accidents will happen
The x-ray artist got carried away. The question is: What next? Erase all trace of the accident? Scrub the cushions? Flip them over?
Or, maybe we’ll do what my friend Marcie suggested: Embroider them.
It reminds me of the Oblique Strategy: “Honor thy error as a hidden intention.”
Or Bob Ross: “We don’t make mistakes, we have happy accidents.”
UPDATE 3/17/2018: My wife did an amazing job!
UPDATE: 4/9/2018: Jason Kottke says: “You kintsugi-ed your couch!” (Kintsugi is the Japanese practice of mending broken pottery with gold — emphasizing the break, rather than hiding it.)
UPDATE: 4/12/2018: A similar story of parents who framed their child’s wall drawing. (My friend Ben said he had a friend who framed a crack in his wall that wouldn’t stay fixed.) See also: this thread about repairing damaged manuscripts.
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