I’ve been meaning to get this photo off of my camera and post it for a while. At least a year ago, I took a photo of this same Blockbuster outlet (in Crouch End, North London) and the sign read ‘OC BUSTER’. It may or may not be surprising that they’ve simply let their presence … Continue Reading
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London 2012’s layers of mediation
Though in hindsight it seems almost obvious, ‘London 2012’ has been made present to Londoners not so much in things like transport chaos (which, despite expectations, doesn’t seem that bad so far) but in the layers of mediation related to the event which have descended on London in the past few weeks. Rather suddenly, around … Continue Reading
More to come…
It’s been too long since I have written in these parts. My excuse is twofold: (1) most importantly, happily becoming a parent for the first time this past December, which, for those in the know, is a momentous and notably anti-blog-post-writing event; and (2) enduring a remarkably busy teaching term, of which I am only … Continue Reading
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CBC iconography as fodder for beer advertising
I was completely astounded earlier this year when I saw that the classic, old-school CBC logo had somehow become fodder for a beer advertisment, courtesy of global beer flagship Stella Artois. Recyclage de luxe indeed.
It had to happen eventually…
… the design is ever so generous in providing the space for it. Culture jamming that is. Of the Boris bikes, seen here in Bloomsbury near my office.
Reflective light media
I was going to simply post this photo along with a pithy caption… but it reminds me of how I’ve always been enticed by the idea of mediums of light, even if that light does not necessarily communicate in some identifiably semiotic way [Update: I’ve later realised that I unintentionally lifted this basic idea straight … Continue Reading
Commit no nuisance
A painted wall sign in an alley – Melbourne, Australia. The ‘No’ repainted at some point.
Media production sites and urban public space: or, stumbling into The Apprentice
Earlier today, as I approached Euston Station in search of a bite to eat, I was approached by a woman politely offering a very small container of mixed fruit. She didn’t state a price, though I later learned it was on sale for a seemingly steep £2.50. I walked on … and in my fast-paced-negotiating-London-myopia, … Continue Reading