levitation by jb st pol
This issue's front cover image is the work of Jb St. Pol. After you read the article about his work in Splat Art, you can go to his page and view more of his photographic work.
Independent Art/Photography/Creative/Culture Magazine
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
march/april 2012 issue of splat
It's our one year anniversary!! Here's the new issue!!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Hi everyone! Please enjoy this poem by Andrew Field, Splat's newest contributor. Look for Andrew's first interview in the forthcoming issue of Splat Art Magazine, which is also our One Year Anniversary Issue!
The Philosophy of Hamburgers
for Michael Kocinski
I don’t care what anyone says. The world is beautiful,
and happiness hits when you least expect it,
like tonight, at Wendy’s, eating alone,
ten feet away from perfect strangers,
a Black man writing earnestly in a journal,
two white high school girls chatting behind me,
this huge delicious burger in my hand,
and a whole morning tomorrow to talk about poetry.
The only thing you can do is praise –
the sheer joy of being alive, the miracle of it.
Where else do you get cold nights
when you can’t feel your fingers,
warm rooms to thaw in and read,
beautifully irritating students and friends who juggle oranges,
teachers who talk about Hesiod and freedom.
This fantastic place, this world –
where you get whatever you put in,
where you can choose to be happy.
All it takes is a huge hamburger,
some terrible music playing overhead,
a cold January night.
Once again I wanting to thank everyone around me,
to say thank you, thank you, thank you…
Andrew Field
The Philosophy of Hamburgers
for Michael Kocinski
I don’t care what anyone says. The world is beautiful,
and happiness hits when you least expect it,
like tonight, at Wendy’s, eating alone,
ten feet away from perfect strangers,
a Black man writing earnestly in a journal,
two white high school girls chatting behind me,
this huge delicious burger in my hand,
and a whole morning tomorrow to talk about poetry.
The only thing you can do is praise –
the sheer joy of being alive, the miracle of it.
Where else do you get cold nights
when you can’t feel your fingers,
warm rooms to thaw in and read,
beautifully irritating students and friends who juggle oranges,
teachers who talk about Hesiod and freedom.
This fantastic place, this world –
where you get whatever you put in,
where you can choose to be happy.
All it takes is a huge hamburger,
some terrible music playing overhead,
a cold January night.
Once again I wanting to thank everyone around me,
to say thank you, thank you, thank you…
Andrew Field
Thursday, February 2, 2012
the meal
The Meal
One moment. One meal. One photograph. Let's eat.
On February 24th at 12pm EST, join thousands of people around the world in a simultaneous global meal. Whether it's breakfast in LA or a midnight snack in Beijing, let's take a moment from our hectic lives and share it with strangers around the world. Snap a photo of yourself and your meal and mail it to us — we'll create an exhibition from these self-portraits, documenting the world's largest communal snack.
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