Diving Bird. See more dead art here.

Soaking up some early morning rays. Find more dead office chairs here.

All greyed out. Stacks of more dead laundry baskets are here.  

The Pirate. Discover more dead art here.

An empty paint bottle nuzzles the finished painting as if unwilling to relinquish contact with its contents just yet, pining for its loss. Such is Art. See more dead art here.

Pink bean bag. Try out more dead bean bags here.

Showing a little inner foam. Check out the rest of the dead armchairs here.

Lady Penelope’s ride-on as a young girl before moving on to FAB-1. Check out more ride-on toys here.

Like peas in a pod… except that, although they look identical, these two green chairs are in fact subtly different. Why is that so? Why do mass produced goods end up having minor variations, as if their DNA is being delicately tweaked? This seems to be especially true of stacking chairs which often appear indistinguishable […]

Ah yes, but are you really? Are any of us truly free? And now, having made that obviously weak and unoriginal joke, I butt up against the ossified limits of my intelligence, a fact of which I am reminded repeatedly every day ad nauseam. This is, after all, a rather commonplace example of misreading, something […]