We're all buzzing at art school, preparing for Open Day on Saturday.
I put together this:
And on Saturday I plan to print as many odd crimes as I can, including Sedition.
Any suggestions?
Open Day: 25 August, 10am to 4pm, and all the workshops will be doing something: Painting, Printmedia, Sculpture, Ceramics, Glass, Textiles, Wood/Furniture, and Gold & Silversmithing. Something for everyone...
POSTSCRIPT
So far we have CRIMES OF: SEDITION, REGICIDE, PASSION, OMPHALOSKEPSIS (yes, you'll have to look that one up, like I did)
and CRIMES AGAINST: FASHION, HUMANITY, HYGIENE
Did I mention that any suggestions will be printed in the slow moments with the name of the commenter and sent to them?
17 comments:
Regicide.
Omphaloskepsis.
decency
because sometimes I think like my nanna :)
siblings, cleanliness, Mummy's sleep, good taste. Can you tell what type of day I'm having.
convenience, my friend, crimes of convenience
Intolerance, Ignorance, Greed, Environmental vandalism, Failing to use an indicator when turning! Have fun- wish I could be there too...
...and Apathy & Prejudice- damn, I'm going to spend all day thinking about this!
Hello,
I've always quite fancied being a coiner, in a very E. Nesbit kind of sense. I fancy doing a crime in which all you end up with is spare change.
I've always thought that "animal husbandry" sounded, if not illegal, then illicit.
Barratry, mopery and killing royal swans.
Also entering lifts before others leave them. True it's not a crime but it damn well ought to be.
"Also entering lifts before others leave them. True it's not a crime but it damn well ought to be."
Farting in lifts, that m'dear Nabs, is the real crime, and staring at the ceiling of said foetid lift whilst whistling into the personally polluted wind and denying responsibility is the secondary crime warranting extreme extension discomforting hanging ... in the noble realm of Sir Isaac Bert Newton's "equal and opposite reaction".
Not that I'm in a retributive frame of mind at all, at all ... but currently we'll 'fess up to choleric.
Also entering lifts before others leave them. True it's not a crime but it damn well ought to be.
... but leaving a tram whilst me, and me up to Dolly's wax Vic Market shopping trolley, are attempting to board is a straight to the soccer field offence ... especially when the seats for the elderly, disabled and dribbling are at a premium.
Guess it depends which end of the Nelsonian telescope one is accessifying, but that's probably just me ... wot carries an AK47 ... just in case there are persons who are not persuaded by the unbearable lightness of my argument.
How about Simony? Or paradiddle?
also, "crimes of infancy"
crimes of procrastination.
(I've had a week of watching Snerg, the queen of procrastination, write two essays. )
oh, is it too late to play? cacography! hebetude! I'd totally pay for one citing criminal malingering (or ergophobia, for the sake of crypticism - come to think of it, crypticism is something we'd all love to charge my father with)
Yes, Sion, it is, alas too late. And I didn't get to print everyone's suggestions because time and energy caught up with me. But anyone in this comments thread up to this point who sends me a postal address will either get their personalised poster or a speciall Johnny Howard one that I whipped up with my last dregs of energy, full of good healthy s*dition, half a glass full in every page. My email is somewhere on the blog sidebar.
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