#john van

[supermen-with-black-hair]

If you look like this on purpose...

And do this on purpose…

… And you complain about people asking you if they can “touch your muscles“, you’ll get no sympathy from me! 

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[ecstasyeditions-blog]

Realms is an exhibit and zine that brings together 40 artists from Canada, the USA and Europe and is the first official publication from Jon Vaughn’s publishing houseEcstasy Editions. The artists curated in the collection were asked by Vaughn to create work exploring “imaginative and fantastical realms”, and were encouraged to draw from both personal and conceptual trajectories in any media even though many of the artists in the exhibit use pencil and ink as their primary tools for image making. The result is an eclectic yet tightly focused selection of work, which follows an carefully considered visual narrative uniquely expressed in both the format of the zine and the exhibition. The international group of artists which contributed to the zine and exhibit trace a web of interactions/connections for the curator from his home town of Saskatoon and travels across Canada, as well as from a diverse community of individuals from Europe and the USA many of which are also involved in publishing art zines.

Realms Gallery Exhibition Artists

Mads Kolding [DK], Gwendoline Desnoyers [FR], Paul Bonnet [FR]

Julien Laugier [FR], Benedikt Ruger [DE], Yannick Val Gesto [BE]

Massimiliano Bomba [IT], Kikifruit [US], Matt Lock [US],  Joel Rich [CA]

Brecht Vanderbrauke [BE], Judex Franju [FR], Daniel Cantrell [IT]

Laura Brothers [US], Jon Vaughn [CA], Brandon Blommaert [CA]

Mike Redmond [UK], Carrie Gates [CA], Jairalee Jones [CA]

Jill Stanton [CA], Evgenia Mikhaylova [CA], Sarah Charters [CA]

, Benjamin Hettinga [CA], Shawna McLellan [CA], Silje-Marie Salhus [NO]

Jeff Morton [CA], Matthew Jennings [US], Jennifer Pengilly [UK]

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Realms zine

84 pages, black and white

$10 + shipping worldwide ($7.50)

SOLD OUT!!!

Realms Zine Artists

Tommi Musturi [FI] (Cover), Mads Kolding [DK]

Gwendoline Desnoyers [FR], Paul Bonnet [FR]

Julien Laugier [FR], Matt Fleyd [CA], Benedikt Ruger [DE],

Stephane Prigent [FR], Leon Sadler [UK], Yannick Val Gesto [BE]

E*rock [US], Massimiliano Bomba [IT],

Rasmus Emanuel Svensson [DE], Kikifruit [US],

Matt Lock [US], Brecht Vanderbrauke [BE], Judex Franju [FR]

Daniel Cantrell [IT], Cazzimir Meulemans [BE],

Laura Brothers [US], Matt Goerzen [DE], Jon Vaughn [CA]

Masha Krasnova-Shabaeva [RU], John Van Den Munckhof [NL]

George Tourlas [GR], Brandon Blommaert [CA], Kokofreakbean [US]

[johnvantheblogger]

Philip and Aurora (Chapter 3)

 I woke up with a start. Sun shining through my eyes. I remember her because of the sun. Crap. I remember her everyday. She always wear yellow. She likes golden yellow, pale yellow, anything yellow.

 “You really missed her, eh?” a deep voice said.

 I jumped back. “Holy, crap. Why are you here? And why are you reading that book?” I asked my brother.

 “Hey, I’m just gonna wake you up when I notice your DIARY.” He laughed.

 “Give me that!” I was about to retrieve it when he threw it.

 “Go get down ‘cause breakfast is ready.” He said.  “And nice boner anyway.”

 “Fuck you. It’s morning wood.” I shouted.

 “I know. I also have that. Sometimes afternoon, sometimes evening.” He winked and closed the door.

 I glared on my diary for a minute.

  I climbed out of bed, put on my shirt and ran downstairs.

 “Morning.” I greeted, everybody.

 “Morning wood.” My brother said.

 “Shut up.”

 “Still not relaxing.” He laughed. I was wearing a tight boxer, so it’s still pretty obvious.

 “Would you two stop talking about that. It’s making me lose apetite.” My sister said.

 “He started it.” I protested. I rolled my eyes.

  After eating breakfast, I decided to go back to my room. No school for today, because it’s semester break. Yay. I continue reading my diary.

 December 21, 2012

 Things going great now. Why? Because this is a very special day. My bestfriend, Gellie Devries, since 6th grade is now my girlfriend. Great News!!!

 December 25,2012

 Christmas day. We had a date. It was our first date. I was really really really nervous. I don’t know what to wear, like am I going to wear formal? Tees and Jeans? Or Christmas attire?

 “Santa Claus costume would be great” my brother suggested. Stupid.

 I decided to wear tees and jeans. I walked to their house. I passed her, Ellie, house. How was her? I mean, I’m sure it’s so cold in London. Maybe she’s sitting in front of their fireplace and forgot about me. I mean, like, WHO AM I? I’m just her childhood friend whom she had a fake relationship. But I do miss her. Does she miss me too? Oh, enough of the drama.

 I knocked on their door.

 “Good evening, Elyar.”

“Happy evening Mrs. Devries. Merry christmas, ma’am.” I greeted.

“Come on in.” She offered.

 I entered their house and saw her walking downstairs. She wears yellow shirt and pants. Yellow. Right.

 “Oh here she is.” Mrs. Devries said.

 “Hi, Yar.” She greeted.

 “Hi.” I greeted her too. We were staring each other when her mother interrupted.

 “Uhm, so kids. Let’s eat dinner.”

 “Uhmm. Yeah.” I said, like I was back in my senses.

   The food was great. The night was great. After eating, we headed to her room.

 “I’m sorry for my mom.” She apologized as we entered her room.

 “Oh it’s ok.” I said. “You room’s great. I like it.”

 Her room, well, it was a nice blue room.

 “Thanks.” She said. “So what’s your Christmas gift?”

 I was so shocked when she asked that. I mean, I forgot to buy her a gift.

 I cussed, “I-I’m sorry. I forgot.”

 “It’s ok.” She said in disappointment as if she were expecting a gift.

 I held her hands and kissed it. “Don’t worry. How about shopping tomorrow.”

 She smiled. “Fine. I love you Elyar.”

 “I love you too.” I faltered.

 “Don’t cry. It’s ok. How about a movie.” I suggested.

 “Yeah, that would be great.”

I opened her player and pick a cd. We watched a movie. I don’t remember what was the title of the movie.

  A moment later, my eyes felt heavy. I looked down on her. She’s asleep. I turned off the t.v. and the player. I texted my mom that I’m not gonna be at home until tomorrow. That I’m going to sleep with her. Fortunately, she agreed. I checked the time, it’s almost 12 midnight. I also check my facebook account.

 1 friend request.

 I opened the icon with the girl and boy avatar.

 Ellie. Confirm request. Not now.

 Who’s Ellie? I don’t see much her profile picture because it’s so small. I know lots of Ellie. There’s Ellie the weirdo. Another Ellie the beautiful one. Another one, the rich and posh Ellie. And there’s Ellie I used to be a neighbor.

 Ellie I used to be a neighbor. Could it be her?

 I opened her profile. It’s really her. I opened some photos of her. She got more beautiful, sexier (I’m not saying she’s fat back then), gorgeous.

 I confirmed her request. We’re friends now. I hope that’s as easy to say as in real life.

 I was about to sleep when my phone whistled. Notification. I checked it, it was a message.

 She messaged me.

 ‘Hey. What’s up? Merry Christmas.’

 ‘Um. Hey, too. I’m fine. Thanks. Merry Christmas also. How about you? How are you? I’m sure it’s cold there’ I replied.

 Just seconds later she replied back, ‘I’m alright. Yes, it’s really cold out here. But it’s fun.’

 We’ve talked a lot about each other’s life. It was nearly sunrise when I finally decided to sleep.

  “Elyar!” I heard my sister called. “Wanna have some pancakes?”

  “Um. Yep. Coming in a minute. Just finishing my project.” I lied.

[johnvantheblogger]

Philip and Aurora (Chapter 2)

I knew it. They're gonna surprise me.

  "Surprise!!! Happy 18th Birthday Elyar." My parents surprised me, along with my brothers and sisters.

 "Oh come on. I thought you forgot." I hugged them.

 "Of course..." My mother said.

  "Of course we forgot. We just remember just an hour ago." My brother laughed.

 "Yeah whatever. Anyway, let's eat." I suggested.

  I sat on the chair. Beside me was my sister, Maia. She's my youngest sister. 9 years old younger than me. Dark-haired and dark-eyed. I'm taller than her of course.

 Beside her was my older brother. We are so really very much different. I'm cute-handsome, he's handsome-handsome. You know. He's lean and muscular, I just have biceps and some abs of course. He's a fighter, I'm not. I do not like boxing, kicking and whatnot. I am good boy, I mean man, he's some kind of a playboy.

 Anyway in front of me was my dad. Beside him my mom and beside her was my other sister, Luna.

 She proclaimed that she's the most beautiful to them. Well, I hate to admit. But yes. (Somehow, I think.)

 I have 2 other sister, but they're in other countries. One is working in London, the other is in Canada.

  While we were eating, my brother broke the silence.

 "Hey guess what. She arrived yesterday."

 "Oh great."

  The rest of the night was fun.

  I decided to go to my room, after we have watched a movie.

  I stared at my journal/diary/whatever you called it.

  I decided to continue reading it.

  November 28, 2010

 It's been a long time not writing here, eh? Like me and Ellie. I don't know, after that movie marathon we never talked, never smiled, or never hi-ed.

 Maybe because my father discovered the secret relationship of my sister and her brother. And I think that greatly affects our relationship. We're not even friends now.

 I decided to go biking, I passed at her house.

 It’s seems that they’re gonna leave. But I notice all the clothesbag they were carrying.

 “Hi, Mrs. Sommerfeld.” I greeted her mom.

 “Hello there Elyar. A great day to bike.” She said.

 “Oh, yes. Great.” I gigled. “Where are you going? Are you going to a vacation or something?”

 “Oh, no. We’re going to migrate.” She answered. I saw Mr. Sommerfeld, getting the clothesbag in the car.

 “Morning Mr. Sommerfeld” I greeted him. He smiled. He was dressed in sando and shorts. “Migrate where?” I looked back to Mrs. Sommerfeld.

 “London.” She said. A girl in yellow dress came out of their door. She wore sparkling sandals. It was Ellie. “There you are my dear.”

 “Have a safe trip, Mrs. Sommerfeld.” I said. I smiled on Ellie. She didn’t smiled back. She didn't even can’t look to my eyes. I started to bike.

 “You too, my dear. Be safe.” She shouted.

 I wanna talk to her. I wanna talk about us. I was more than 10 km away from their house when I looked back. But they’re gone.

 I looked at my clock. It’s already 12:08 A.M when I felt the heaviness of my eyes. I decided to go to bed and sleep. 

[varindia]

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"Prince" John Van Buren, the president's son and himself a prominent New York Democrat, met a "dark-eyed, well-formed Italian lady" who called herself Amerigo Vespucci and claimed to be a direct descendant of the man for whom America was named. She became young Van Buren's "fancy lady," remaining with him until he lost her in a high-stakes card game.

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