Favorite Designs!
Hello, and welcome to my brain! My name is Barry S. Goldberg, although I've been known as "Godzillatemple" on a wide variety of websites over the years.
So, anyway.... Last week I was reading an article in the Boston Globe about Boston's Newbury Street and the wide range of prices for t-shirts at the various stores there. On the low end you could find shirts for as little as $9.90. On the polar opposite end of the spectrum, however, were shirts selling for a whopping $955! Were these shirts made of golden thread and encrusted with precious gems? Nope. Just ordinary t-shirts with surrealistic art designs on them. Designs not all that different from the ones in my own Barry's World on-line store, as a matter of fact. No, what apparently makes these shirts so "valuable" is the fact that they just cost a lot of money, and once you get people like Mick Jagger and Elton John willing to fork out almost $1000 for a shirt everybody else thinks they must be worth it. Or something like that. I would dearly love to sell my t-shirts for $1000 a pop, but something tells me it just isn't going to happen anytime soon.
Is there any symbol more ubiquitous, more engraved into the very fabric of the collective consciousness, than the simple smiley face? For people of my generation, it has simply been around forever. It adorns t-shirts, mugs, bumper stickers and a seemingly infinite array of other merchandise. Variations of the smiley face (or "smiley") run rampant throughout the Internet, whether it be on message boards, in e-mails, or what have you. It is, in short, everywhere.
So anyway, my wife and I have started the painful process of looking for our next home. There's no immediate rush, but our son is now 16 months old and the town where we currently live doesn't have a particularly good school system. In fact, it has a truly awful school system.
All right, so the latest hullabaloo on imigration reform has to do with whether or not the National Anthem should only be allowed to be sung in English or not. Apparently, a Spanish language version of the national anthem was recently released by a British (!) music producer who said he wanted to honor America's immigrants.
To be honest, I don't really care if the anthem is being sung in English, Spanish, or Swahili, although I do think it's important that the translation be as true to the original version as possible, poetic license aside. I mean, the National Anthem is the national Anthem because of what the words say, not because of the tune (which is actually based on an old English drinking song called "To Anacreon in Heaven" in case you didn't know), so care should definitely be taken when doing the translation. But as long as people are declaring their allegience to the good old U.S. of A., I don't think it really matters in what language they do so. It's the thought that counts, you know?
What cracks me up about all this, though, is when President Bush comes out and says that the National Anthem should only be sung in English because, "People who want to be a citizen of this country ought to learn English..." Oh really? Funny, I've always wondered whether President Bush himself really had a grasp on the basics of the language. Or maybe I've just been misunderestimating him all this time....
So anyway, there I was, minding my own business, not hurting anybody, when I read something mind bogglingly disturbing in the Boston Globe.... Did you know that President Bush has been in office longer than any president since Thomas Jefferson without having vetoed a single bill? By itself, this isn't that big a deal I suppose. Keep in mind, though, that when the President vetoes a bill it goes back to Congress so that they have the chance to override the veto by approving the bill with at least a 2/3 majority. Once they override the veto, the President is Constitutionally bound to enforce it in his role as the Chief Executive.
Sometimes, as an artist, I feel the need to express myself on a slightly larger canvas. And what could be larger than the entire world? Maybe it's the megalomania that is inherent in all creative people, but something about warping the Earth to my own desires just makes me giggle like a little schoolgirl.
All right, the response to my recent "Tongue Burster" design (see below) has been so positive that I've decided to create variations on the basic theme and have officially opened a "Chest Burster Designs" section at my Barry's World store (click the image on the left to visit the new section).
In honor of Earth Day 2006, allow me to present my latest "Surreality" design, called "Canned Earth."
Lately, I've been coming up with a variety of designs for my Barry's World Store that are targeted at specific audiences and, to be honest, are just attempts to sell something [anything!]. Every once in a while, though, I just can't resist the urge to create something wacky and surreal for no other reason than the fact that the idea makes me giggle. Hence my latest creation, which I lovingly refer to as the "Tongue Burster" design.