Sunday, November 30, 2014

Photoverio © (#40): Calligraphy + Boardwalk

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© Oliverio
Calligraphy

























© Oliverio
Boardwalks Without Walkers
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Fun With Flora

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Welcome to Adobe Gardens

 It is never more than a few clicks and one shot away
© Mrs. Oliverio
ALL THREE PHOTOS



















This one is (almost) nature as it do be
+ Purpled Haze

















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Saturday, November 29, 2014

Does My CIA Handler Know About This?

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© Oliverio

Pardon my paranoia
but should I be nervous
about  the GODfATHER
bein analyzed by a
Russian website
without  consent?


Maybe it's innocuous
or maybe they'll
inoculate me
to conform to
Commuinst
propoganda!

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Tune In To Mark Twain

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All the Mark Twain Quotes are from here.
More than one thousand Twain quotes are there.


Truth is stranger than fiction,
but it is because fiction is obliged
to stick to possibilities; truth isn't.
Pudd'nhead Wilson

Words are painted fire.
A look is the fire itself.
A Connecticut Yankee...

Do not offer a compliment and ask
a favor at the same time. A compliment t
hat is charged for is not valuable.
Notebook

Work consists in what a body
is obliged to do...Play consists
of whatever a body
is not obliged to do.
Tom Sawyer



There is nothing in the world like a persuasive speech to fuddle the mental apparatus.
The Man Who Corrupted Hadleyburg

The lie, as a virtue, a principle, is eternal. The lie, as a recreation,
a solace, a refuge in time of need, is the 4th Grace, the 10th Muse.
On The Decay Of The Art Of Lying

Without the lie, the truth would have no place to hide.
Oliverio

I haven't a particle of confidence in a man who has no redeeming petty vices.
Answers to Correspondents

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.
Pudd'nhead Wilson
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Friday, November 28, 2014

My Mediocre Imitation Of Banksy

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© Oliverio


































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An Abandoned Salami Factory In Rome...

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Is now the
METROPOLIZ MUSEUM OF THE OTHER & THE ELSEWHERE 

It is also home
to 200 "squatters"
from around
the globe.

The Museum takes
the concept of
art gallery
into a new
dimension.







Mauro Maugliani
is the artist who
created this
woman.



I hope these "squatters"
become as famous as
Banksy.





Maybe, they will make
Street Art Utopia
a must-view
website.






The AFP photographer
is Alberto Pizzoli.

He has photographed
pigeons and popes.




These six images
are from today's
Art Daily.




This may
or may not
be an acronym.

Families At  
Risk Today?














artdaily.org
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Thursday, November 27, 2014

Simple & Sour Logic (With A Disclaimer)

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If you do something for me
I will do something for you

But if you do nothing for me
Why should I do anything for you?




The above notwithstanding, have a HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
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This Is Not A 21st Century Quote

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The 4th First Lady 




It is one of the sources
of my happiness is never to desire
a knowledge of other people's business.





The image of Dolley Madison is from here.
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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Photoverio © (39): The Model For Shrek's Nose???

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© Oliverio
Maple on 3rd
East of Orange
#40 is here.



Once
there
was
a tree

Whose
roots
grew

Gargan-
tually



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Photoverio © (#38): One Image + One Question

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© Oliverio
B-Shore ≈ 11/19/14





Who are We?

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Too Personal To Call Photoverio

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Lately,
I think of her
Not sixteen, like here but
Deliciously, eternally  twenty-eight
And one month

Oliverio who?  shot this…O-
Liverio who?  stood on the porch:
I know them
Vividly as our parents
Eternally tattooed memories
Recalled in every age of their lives
It is my own personal portmanteau:
Oternity!







Within seconds of this 1962 moment on our front lawn...
the brother pulled the sister down to the ground
where they had a full-blown tickle contest
on the grass.

The mother and father laughed without being tickled.

I  offered to pay for the dry-cleaning
of Linda's skirt and blouse.

Only the last sentence of this acrostic-verse
tattooed memory is pure fiction:
I was out-voted three to one
to pay the laundry bill.    

But the most important fact is this:
Without Mrs. CarPeo, the page
would not exist!


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Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Will The Ghost Of Sharon Tate Be In Attendance?

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a 26-year-old woman who visits him at Corcoran State Prison 
where he is serving a life sentence.
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For Argument Sake, There Are Ten Conga Dancers

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The following logic problem appeared last week
in the New York Times Wordplay column.

In a party there are truth-tellers and liars. At some point, 
they all form a huge conga line and start singing. 

The first one goes, “There’s at least one liar here!”
The second one goes, “There are at least two liars here!” 
And so on, until the end of the line. 
Who is lying? Who is telling the truth?
 

In a second version of the party, 
the first in line sings, “There’s exactly one liar here!”
The second goes, “There are exactly two liars here!” And so on. 
In this case, who is lying, and who is telling the truth?
 

In the third version, the first sings, “There’s at most one liar here!”
the second, “There are at most two liars here!” 
And so on. What then?
 

You may want to ignore the solutions below
until you come up with your own answers.

****



CASE 1
If there are ten dancers, the first five are telling the truth.
The fifth person is correct in stating There are AT LEAST five liars here.

The last five are lying and the lie told by the sixth person is 
There are AT LEAST six liars here....

CASE 2
If there are ten dancers, nine of them are liars.
Only the ninth person is telling the truth.
That person is correct in stating There are EXACTLY nine liars here

But the tenth person, when saying There are EXACTLY  ten liars,
is telling a lie. Everyone prior to the second-to-last dancer
is equally lying.   


CASE 3
The most difficult of the scenarios because the statement
In a party there are truth-tellers and liars. 
At some point, they all form a huge conga line and start singing...
diverts you from the correct answer.
 

If there are ten dancers, none of them are liars.
All of them are telling the truth.

For example, when the seventh person says
There are AT MOST seven liars here,
the truth is being told because
zere is less than seven. 


The so-called "liars" on the dance floor, in this scenario
did their lying elsewhere!

***
The solutions posted here were created by two learned math teachers.
On their behalf, I will not claim the solutions to be
the copyrighted property of this website.

Further clarification is available upon request. 
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Monday, November 24, 2014

For Ms. Earhart

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Amelia
we miss you

The sky did more
than kiss you

Some might ask 
is this you?

I might  say
on this day

Consider her size
Consider her skies
 
There is no reason 
to think otherwise

You did not disappear in 1937
you just detoured to heaven

Maybe there were
hard knocks
but I found you
on a utility box

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Footnotes
FOR MS. EARHART is the copyrighted property of LCSoL.

The utility box is in Belmont Shore. Hopefully,
someone will clean Amelia's mouth.
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Mr. Photoverio © (# 37): Retired Flossies

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© Oliverio 
Bachelor Recyclables
(2005)

 Retired

flossies

reunite

at the

Woodnaught

Cup Convention





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What If YOU Were Offered $1Billion

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

Would YOU say "Yes" only on the condition 
that YOU would accept the currency
that had not been touched 
by someone with 
the letter X 
in his/her 
name

???????????

If, instead of currency, 
the billion dollars was the value
of an art collection that once belonged to
a man who was working for Adolph Hitler...

Then X = art stolen from people of Jewish persuasion and YOU = a museum in Switzerland


 The actual facts are here
                                            











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This Page Is Dedicated To...

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Anyone who has ever uttered the phrase








Ringo Starr
Save The Elephants


That includes Cher and all the very lucky people
who visited the Life of Ringo exhibit featured
on this GodFather's favorite page about  the
incomparable drummer of the Beatles. 

On that page, there are two
Ringo Starr songs with
a Comic Relief
hypothesis.

The next Beatles page  (which honors
their idols, the Shirelles) is here.

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What Would Jesus Do On Black Friday?

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Would He go shopping or would He listen to the Beatles' White album?

   The next Banksy page is  here.




Artists

Far left: BANKSY
Jesus with Shopping Bags
(2005)

Near Left: VOORMAN
Beatles' Double Album 
Rotated:  (1968)
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Sunday, November 23, 2014

Mrs. Photoverio © (# 36): Dancing Trees

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© Mrs. Oliverio 
Shall We Dance

Shall we dance.

Hold my twigs.

You are my true be-leaf.

Such a kind thing to say 
to deciduous me!

I'm Evergreen but not 
from the neck down.

I'm "4" cuz that's what 
everyone says I look like.

I will call you "Forever."

You probably say that 
to all the girls

Girls ignore me unless 
they are well-rooted.

Don’t ask about my roots. 
My twigs await your touch.                                                         


The next Photoverio  is here.

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Mr. Photoverio © (#35): The Pipe Rack

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© Oliverio 
Thank You Professor Magritte




In Magritte Nation
with a different orientation

Where pipes appear racked,
reality was hijacked

I had to copy,
paste & crop
but some call it
photoshop

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A Dylan Thomas Poem

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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Dylan Thomas
(1914-1953)
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Footnote
The portrait of Dylan Thomas, by Augustus John, is from here.
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Trivia Question

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In 1987, this man was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.

A song he composed and sang was entitled Ain't That Just Like A Woman.

His name is...

a) Michael Jordan
c) Bob Dylan
d) Dylan Thomas
b) Louis Jordan

Trivia Answer:

Dylan Thomas wrote  
Do not go gentle into that good night...

Bob Dylan wrote too much to mention.

Michael Jordan wrote the NBA record book.

Louis Jordan wrote
Ain't That Just Like A Woman.

b) is the correct answer.


There was Adam, happy as a man could be
Till Eve got him messin' with that old apple tree
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time.


In 1988, Bob Dylan was inducted
into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.

The last hyerlink will connect you
to his Louis Jordan-inspired song:
Just Like A Woman.
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Saturday, November 22, 2014

We Now Resume Abnormal Programming

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WELCOME TO HAZY STREET


with gun metal grey
umbrella sky

red metal carpet &
hitching post

shops & more shops

palm trees truncated
palm trees crowned

Hazy Street is
the talk of the town

foreground, background in the design 
heed the one-way sign

or just go one-way 
then go another way

count the red circles
one at a time
or two at a time...

or just sit there

the next bus is due at 6:29AM


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Footnotes
WELCOME TO HAZY STREET and the photograph
are  the copyrighted property of LCSoL

The subtitle of this page is Mr. Photoverio © (#34.5) 

The soundtrack, from across the pond & across the decades,
is BUS STOP by the Hollies
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Friday, November 21, 2014

The Sum Total Of The Last Fifteen Pages

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  More than 100 STEIG emails  between Mr. & Mrs. Carpeo.

  At least 1000 STEIG telephone words within a 4-day span.

  At least 1000 STEIG images considered, critiqued, stored,
  or disputed* or merely accessed within the same time frame. 

  Fourteen consecutive pages + preface about the exact same
  subject. (I have no idea how normal bloggers can do that
  sort of thing.)

*As many as one of those disputes ended in my favor
 (pronunciation of Steig to rhyme with League, notwithstanding). 

  My gratitude for Mrs. CarPeo's inspiration, labor & patience
  can only be measured after multiplying 100 x 1000 x 1000

  I speak on behalf of both of us and anyone with a sense of aesthetics,
  or merely anyone capable of spelling S-H-R-E-K, when I say:

 William Steig, thank you for existing
1907-2003



 










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Thursday, November 20, 2014

William Steig: 8th Decade With The New Yorker

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1 Humous + 2 Post-Humous Covers

His last Humous New Yorker cover?
includes censored label sticker






Oh, Life, I am yours.
Whatever it is you want of me,
I am ready to give.
William Steig






















eye-squared





If Steig was not a genius,
then throw the goddam
word out of the
dictionary.
Anon
















On October 3, 2003
William Steig was set free
from his mortal coil
sanctifying our soil

Imbedded in our soul,
the sum of his work
is so much greater
than the whole
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Mr. CarPeo's Favorite Steig Cartoon

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Is that Bob Dylan's father?
About that watermark






Was the boy
formerly known as
Robert Zimmerman
of Hibbing, Minnesota?


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William Steig: The Nineties

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Attachment ÷ 2 = Detachment











The colors got to go somewhere








But last night,
she was a fox








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Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Mrs. CarPeo's Favorite Steig

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Romance Trumps Humor
Life is incomplete without such moments
June 19, 1965
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A STEIGulary Poem

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Other 1936 New Yorker covers are here.
If cartooning were a sport
there would be a major league
with padded catchers crouching
and holding the ball

If cartooning were a sport
there would be a major league
with umpires reacting
to every pitch

If cartooning were a sport
there would be a major league
with clean-up batters on deck
blasting out funnies

With heroes in full color on Sunday
with Monday morning hangovers

If cartooning were a sport
there would be a major league
with heavy hitters
driving in funs
and sillies

If cartooning were a sport
there would be a major league
and history would have
its Babe Ruth
but in truth

If cartooning were a sport
there would be a major league
instead of the Babe,
there is William Steig

Then who is Lou Gehrig?
Whataya know?
That would be
Peter Arno 
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William Steig: The Eighties

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8-22-88



Cartoons + Covers =
8-15-88

1-5-87










All images on this page
are available from
Conde Nast




date unknown





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