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søndag den 24. oktober 2010

looking thru Past Posts

its pretty interesting. Especially referring to tHIS POSt where me and A (My late blog landlord) had a discussion about ******* through editing a single post. He did't mark what he said with bold letters like before, so i've been in there doing that for clearity. I can't get my self to delete it. I think it has some sort of roughness to it which fits extrordinarely this blog.
Damn that stupid animal

Anomonity turned out to be a meme

So i'm taking over now. As I wrote before I've used my former Blog Landlords, Andreas NG's blogger profile for posting. Once through him, and lately I jsut snatted his password so I could handle it myself, since we got into an argument over stuff. He still has the blog on his profil, but i got in, made me co-writer and got out. So now I can post without going through his stupi profile.
also I've send a mail to him, explaining , and to ask him to leave this blog alone and as is.
Fingers crossed. Holyfblog hangs in a threat though, but I'm not gonna start a new blog and see all my creations just vanish into the void.
//Emanuel Janson

on Hold

While wating for the Big Apple Poster Agent to get back to me, I can remeness about how my former 'Blog Landlord' Andreas havent noticed how I continue to use his blogger profile for this. I know he doesnt use the blogger startpage as a way in to his other blogs, he just logs on with gmail and then changes stuff on the actual blog. So I see how he can forget, knowing that he is very busy with work all the time.
I'm truly puzzled and tired of this back and forth.

lørdag den 23. oktober 2010

First Commission

I've been scouting for gigs for two months. I have a pretty neat portfolio to show possible clients. I've had no luck at all. But I got in contact with a guy at a party some weeks ago, and because of his farthers great relationship to my farther he trusted me enough to put me in contact with an agent of some sorts who had a possible thing for me to do, and apparently well paid. VERY WELL PAID. I mean 25.000 USD for a poster which supposedly had a spot not on Times Square but close. This seemed too good to be true - even though I had no idea what it was at that moment.
Anyway - I had a meating over skype with the agent who told me about the the gig. I realized that my friend at the party must have pulled some strings, and I'm puzzled how anyone could pull such a thing out of the pants.
The agent assured me that I would get paid, but they had to collect from other artists as well, so 1.500 USD for the preliminary work, and 23.500 USD if my poster commercial was selected.
This is what I ended up printing out of my pixma, enveloping and shipping it off to the agent. They'll get back to me when they've decided.

As you can see its for the soda company coca cola. They make great drinks, and I like their wavy logo, so I thought it put that in as well. The slogan is about the drink and the company being awesome. Also the hand showing the sign of the devil caters directly to the youth. They'd love stuff like thiS!

- I've acuired a great portfolio which will no doubt impress possible clients. Then I'll draw the commissions in my style and I will make the clients understand how cool this style is. Jsut imagine this hanging somewhere really cool, where you normally see extremely pew pew pretty stuff.

you are now number SOMETHING

Many visitors has asked me if I could tell them how many there has been to the site. Not many according to the counter. So I decided to make it public. Press the "no secrets!" link under the page head. HAHAHAHAHAHA

torsdag den 14. oktober 2010

Your Mother

Welcome to the universe of your mother. Here you will never perish. Now go buy stuff online! Buy awesome stuff - stuff which makes you happy and stuff which gives you great pleasure. Like me, I know you feel like you have become worthless. And the fact is; you are. Why? Well I think you already know why. You are ultimately 1/ of a relentlessly insignificant group of organisms, hopelessly planted on a severly temporary spherical astronomical object. If one think one is significant, just keep in mind; NOT!
If you buy stuff, you'll help others become less insignificant, and yourself less significant.
Go here to buy: or (live better? - why yes) or here

The Pineapple Warrior

The pineapple warrior rides his super gun in the air. He's doing cool drops from critically acclaimed ledges like off the "iron" in NY. Hunting down possible targets vigoriously, eliminating them and then afterwards checking if the kill was ligitimate. He has no regrets what so ever - even though men, woman, children, animals, pets, popes, doctors, police officers, pets, firefighters, district attornies, lawyers, hencemen, cowboys, prostitutes, superstars, fruit, machines, technicians, directors, producers, public figures, presidents, religious idols, artists, pediatricians, vets, medics, soldiers, patriots, other pineapple warriors, waldo, nameless people, shameless people, awesome people, john dos, characters, religions, philosophies, philosophers, photographers, pickles, chips, more actors, car designers, polluters, gamedesigners, gods, demi-gods, dieties, democracies, idiots, generations, buildings, corporations, organs, textiles, moons, planets, cars, computers, roads, electronics, mainframes, windmills, glass manufacturers, art, modern art, gangsters, gangbangers, pathetic extremists, moderate extremists, constructive extremists, assholes, treehuggers, factories and yours truly has fallen by his weapon.