Infinite Ladder
Artist Ivan Navarro designed an art installation at Madison Square Park that references the immigration experience through neon words and shapes reflected within water towers. I couldn’t find a description at the park so I just admired the pretty lights. Here’s an explanation. High-res

Infinite Ladder

Artist Ivan Navarro designed an art installation at Madison Square Park that references the immigration experience through neon words and shapes reflected within water towers. I couldn’t find a description at the park so I just admired the pretty lights. Here’s an explanation.

Finally saw MisterWives in person tonight at the Bowery Ballroom after we covered them at SXSW for Milk Made. Singer Mandy Lee is a five-tool musician. I don’t know what those tools are, but whatever people need to hit it big, she has it. Extra points also for being real enough to talk about her bandmates’ collateral pee splashes that she has to clean up. 
Photo by the amazing Koury Angelo.  High-res

Finally saw MisterWives in person tonight at the Bowery Ballroom after we covered them at SXSW for Milk Made. Singer Mandy Lee is a five-tool musician. I don’t know what those tools are, but whatever people need to hit it big, she has it. Extra points also for being real enough to talk about her bandmates’ collateral pee splashes that she has to clean up. 

Photo by the amazing Koury Angelo. 

The origins of Gibbz’s first EP as a solo artist, Who Gibbz A F#@$, out this month on soundcloud, lies in the sweet melodies of a hemorrhoidal Michael Jackson.

One of my favorite ledes from the seven months that I’ve worked at MilkMade.com. I’m pretty sure there will always be a 12-year-old boy inside me. Wait, that didn’t come out right.

It kills me that I get to work with such talented, humble people. This video of Theophilus London’s performance at Milk’s Jam Room was put together by one guy, Jose Cota. All it took was a bunch of cameras and serious skills. 

The Ocean at the End of the Lane

I prefer Neil Gaiman’s shorter books like Coraline and The Ocean at the End of the Lane. They’re like half-remembered childhood fantasies like that time I tried to build a roller coaster out of two blocks of wood. If Neil Gaiman had been a kid down the street from me, our roller coaster would’ve had fairy creatures and interdimensional demon things and it would have been terrifying and amazing at the same time and we would’ve learned a life lesson at the end of it. That would’ve been so cool. 

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