Visual Cogitations™: November 2010

Friday, November 26, 2010

IF ...savour

We all look to savour 'food for thought' ~however perhaps, not so often 'food that thinks'... Anthony Hopkins as Hannibal Lecter has, in the past few years, been responsible for an upswing in the popularity of fava beans as well as other culinary delectables.
Napkin please.

Thank you and enjoy.

Coffee Mugs

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

IF ...sneaky

It's hard for the instantly~recognizable to sneak one by anybody, and Peter Lorre was well aware of his easily mimicable character... he opined: "All that anyone needs to imitate me is two soft-boiled eggs and a bedroom voice." As well he made his unmistakable identity the benchmark against which all the untrustworthy must measure themselves... a trail from Hans Beckert to our precious Sméagol.

Thank you and enjoy.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Coffee Mugs

"Get a bicycle. You will not regret it if you live." Mark Twain tells us so in his essay~ Taming the Bicycle. Mark Twain is no longer with us. Does this mean he regrets getting himself a bicycle?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

IF ...burning

Visions of Joan, ah... a change of clothes led to victories on the battlefield, and heresy at the trial. For all this she was burned at the stake, the charred remains then burned twice again, and the final ashes ironically thrown in the waters of the Seine. Like a phoenix, she was posthumously pronounced not guilty 25 years later. Clothes make the man, but evidently not the woman... or do they?

Thank you and enjoy.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Coffee Mugs

If you're a ruminant, it's understood you can enjoy the same cup of coffee several times much to the chagrin of most coffee establishments... however ruminants like the camelopard have the dual advantage of copious coffee keening as well as a uniquely protracted savoring session. All this is anathema to their Chelonian counterparts who are known to just sip and squirt.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

IF ...afterwards

"Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'entrate." Reserving his own private slice of hell, our pal Dante Alighieri opined that, afterwards, he too would find himself amongst his contemporary Florentines, neatly tucked away in the third circle with the gluttons and the ever faithful Cerberus...
yum!

Thank you and enjoy.

Monday, November 1, 2010

IF ...spent

They're in no hurry, they could take their time. Oh my ~fitting each Rolling Stone with an appropriate end-game image satisfied my every need. My every need. Seems like no matter how late in the game it gets, they just keep on producing... sadly, no room for Mr. Wyman, Mr. Jones, or Mr. Taylor... but the band would have likely airbrushed them out regardless...
(no excuses offered anyway)