Driving through Georgia right now (Tycho show tonight w/ Little Dragon at Masquerade, Atlanta) and came across these vintage racing logos on Sarcoptiform’s flickr. Makes me wonder what it must have been like to sit back with a Coors wearing a Deliverance-era-Burt-Reynolds-neoprene-vest / life-preserver at a drag strip in the 1970’s south. I feel like somehow Aaron Draplin has lived out that exact same scenario via some sort of swap-meet wormhole time warp. I also have to believe he has all of these decals somewhere in his vast collection of great American ephemera.
Decals via the always great Sarcoptiform
Loving these little Kraft envelopes by Midori. I suddenly have the urge to organize everything into these things and put them in a filing cabinet, never to be seen again.
Via Tenue de Nimes & We Are Miscellaneous
Shelby’s Blog is running A Week of the 1972 Munich Olympic Games feature and the second installment is pretty epic. This collection of ticket passes from the ’72 games were designed by the legendary Otl Aicher and feature the classic pictograms for which the Munich games are known.
I’m not sure why, but tickets of all kinds have always piqued my interest and this set may be the best I’ve ever laid eyes on. But forget the tickets, would just love some high-res copies of these photos for framing.
Wanken – A Week of the 1972 Munich Olympic Games
As evidenced by the various posts I’ve made on the subject, I’m quite fond of all things surrounding the World’s Fair Expositions. So when I found this gem on Ian Henry Smith’s Blog, Smallcano, I was pretty blown away. For someone who has fetishized all manner of official documentation since childhood, seeing an artifact that somehow combines the ideas of a passport and a 60’s-era World’s Fair Expo was pretty much the holy grail. The stamps send this thing over the top; it really doesn’t get any better. And check out the Habitat 67 stamp on the last image! I swear I’m going to get a tattoo of one of these.
According to Ian from Smallcano, he found this thing while “rooting around in [his] parents’ basement”. For me, this is basically the equivalent of those old stories about digging up a cigar box with a Honus Wagner in it. My only gripe is that the images are scans and not photos; scans don’t do objects like this justice. So Ian, if you’re reading this (I found the link through a comment he left here), thanks so much for posting these, but please shoot the passport on a nice wood table or something, a’la Insect54. That is, if you have the time, we’ll all thank you!