Showing posts with label posters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label posters. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Black lives matter


 This homemade poser on a fence listed black people who have died.

Friday, August 23, 2019

Two idioms here


"Office Space" and "Dazed and Confused" are co-joined on this piece of art.

Friday, May 3, 2019

Blast from the past


House Park BBQ has this poster up in their dining room. It's over twenty years old. Lots of patina in this place! Food is great, by the way.

Thursday, April 11, 2019

Senor Don Gato

Walking in South Austin, we saw this poster for a missing cat. Hope they found him.

Friday, January 4, 2019

$800 poster


This poster from the closing of The Armadillo World Headquarters, the last day of 1980, is on sale for $800. I'll take three!

Thursday, August 24, 2017

Be Careful Approaching this Lost Cat

I always pay attention to the lost pet notices. This cat's name made me smile.

Friday, January 6, 2017

Artly's poster


Saw this great poster for our friends Artly Snuff at the Christmas Bazaar. This benefit raised a lot of money to help him after he was in a bad accident. 

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Jackie's Souvenir Poster

I'm not sure Jackie (our intrepid Austin, Texas Daily Photo correspondent) has ever appeared in the blog. Here  she is holding her souvenir Willie poster from the installation of Willie's statue. Thanks, Jackie. (That's the downtown view from her place behind her.)

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Pumping for Your Band

This is a detail of a wall on South Congress plastered with an ever-changing batch of posters for bands.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Weird Poster

Yes, it says "the long blondes someone to drive you home." It was plastered on a wall at a little complex on South First that included a record store called End of an Ear and a funky garden store and maybe a junk shop and some performance space. Even with better grammar (should there be an apostrophe in 'blondes?') I'm not sure I'd understand the poster . It was Sunday and the little complex was quiet, mostly closed. But the whole outfit was definitely doing its part to keep Austin weird. And the record store's name was a play on the eye as well as the 'ear.' A visual pun. Right across the street from all this funky stuff was a shiny new retail complex that had been almost finished and had tenants like a bike shop and the office of one of those free giveaway papers called Austin Daze.