I arrived to the Greater England Area just a few hours too late to go see this. I might’ve taken a train to Liverpool just for this. I might have.
There are a lot of ways to be at odds with how your brain sees your body and how your body actually is. This was a new one to me.
All along, I’d been told cats speak French. Apparently not. Though I will say my own were nowhere to be seen when this stuff was erupting from my computer.
Your regular installment of Andrew W.K. makes you cry.
It is possible to have absurd amounts of money and also a little sense. I wish there was more of this.
If I walked into a New York subway car and saw this, I might swoon from the wonderfulness.
And, finally, a rad roundup about drawing the female body by women who have drawn their own bodies.