The Great Tumblr Book Search entry: FYASO!
F*** Yeah Art Student Owl is a meme that was created by Kendra Wells in 2011. It has remained active over the past two years, recently winning the CollegeScholarships.org 2012 blogging scholarship. Today it has over 62,000 followers from across the globe!
Snarky, overworked artists and art students have come together to submit and commiserate over FYASO posts. There have been over 7,000 unique posts, almost all of which are user-submitted!
FYASO fans have also created original Owl-inspired works of art!
All this got me thinking…
THERE SHOULD BE A FYASO ART BOOK!!!
The most popular posts could be paired with original art, photography, and design to create a unique book-readin’ experience that is itself a work of art.
By nature a book made for artists, by artists is going to be beautiful and painful(ly funny).
So consider FYASO, Chronicle! Art kids need more books.
We keep getting paint on ours.
Otherwordly is one year old today!
So I figured today would be a good time to announce that OTHERWORDLY IS GOING TO BE PUBLISHED BY CHRONICLE BOOKS!
asdf;lkj you guys I’m so thrilled. Think about it—soon you’ll be able to have a book full of strange and lovely words with you wherever you go! (I’ve even got a word for that: vade mecum, a favorite book carried everywhere. Sorry, couldn’t resist.)
And really, it’s been a great year all around. Otherwordly’s posted 473 words so far (the first was “saudade”) and the blog reached 50,000 followers just last week. So THANK YOU to each and every one of you wonderful word-lovers, and a million thank-yous to my agent John Cusick.
Why Did You Buy This Book Filled With Pictures of Some Weird Girl, Dad? Did You Think I Would Be Into This? Why Didn't You Just Get Me a Gift Card?
This is an entry for Chronicle Books’ search for the next great blog-based humor book.
Synopsis: How do we use clothes? As shields? As rapier? As art? As form signifying content? As mere necessity? As bourgeois aspiration, or as a refusal of such? A mysterious artist known only as Gowns takes pictures of herself doing errands, because she has no functions to attend, no street photographers who have stopped her while she does errands, and no money. She uploads her pictures to fashion sites, where her routine tasks performed in sweatpants interrupt the flow of commodity fetishism. Her blank gaze suggests that there is no aspirational future — the idea of progress is a lie. Look upon her average frame. She is the everywoman. She is us all.