DALIKRAB DAY 2019: April 2012

Friday, April 20, 2012

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

DKD 2012 by Chiaia

Dali Dali Dhal Bombay

Krab saute by Alpha Ray

Dali Krab falls of the Tray

2 young crabs in Disarray

0 in Cafe Au Lait

1 KKK, 1 DNA

2 Strands Amiss in your Toupee

Saturday, April 14, 2012

a quote by E. Chantrelle

Shadows don't move, it's everything else.

a quote by Chiaia

produce wants nothing to imitate, but produce
RDL

a quote inversion

do not who produce want those anything, nothing
Lavador Sadi

a quote by JM Dhal Lee

Those who want to imitate anything, produce to imitate nothing
salvador reinbold

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Like A Bad Penny Worth One Thousand Dali Dollars and Two Bit Red Crab and Half Pence Red/Blue Crab by Justynn Tyme

doing my to stimulate dalikrab day 12 to come out of its hole... but alas i think the end near a record breaking two weeks? wowie zowie.

Last year I started a Dalikrab Day Diary with the intention of creating a page or two each year during Dalikrab. Here is my page for 2012. My idea for this year was to take a quote from Salvador Dali, write the quote in the diary, then take the words from the Dali quote and shuffle them around like magnetic poetry tiles and reassemble them in a new quote by me. In addition, a further goal is to use all the words from the Dali quote in the new quote with none leftover. I'm going to continue work on some more Dali quotes and add them to the diary.

The original quote:

"Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing." -- Salvador Dali

The new quote:

"Those who do not produce anything, want nothing to imitate." -- JM Reinbold

Link to last year's Dalikrab Diary (2011) by JM Reinbold

http://dalikrabday.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-from-dawn-of-dalikrab-day-diairy-from.html

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Spot Le Diff (Answers)

RIGHT SIDE:                    CENTER:                                    LEFT SIDE:
1. Extra Crab Leg             4. Head Upside Down                   8. Pipe Top Lengthened
2. Pant Leg Lowered        5. Arrow In Head                           9. Pipe Bottom Shortened
3. Hole In Wall Gone        6. Crab Has Green Eyes               0. Left Sleeve Now Blue
                                         7. Waist Rim Of Shirt Is Now Red

Monday, April 9, 2012

The Sickle of a P

did you see the krab aid lady, Nanook?
Nanoon stared with a question mark for a face
his face was gone, except for two equally parabolic moustaches
each slight apart from the other
do you know Hitler's moustache, Mr. Nanook?
you mean that imbecile's patch of hair
yes, that imbecile's patch
that's exactly what you don't have
you have have the handlebars of genius on your face
but your face is gone
my face is what? his voice was emanating as if there were speakers
because his mouth was gone
El Salvador Dali was standing in the background
in front of the tsunami, Mr. Stubborn The Whole World Must Surf
Building Cities Oil Tankers Robins
holding a Tiger Lily the flower that Quetzalcoatl brought to Ixim Ulew
from the center of the universe, the Orion's Belt, the Three Hearthstones
the Crab the Crab the Crab
Flaming TIme Nebula
Horsehead Nebula
Alnitak, Alnilam, and Mintaka the persistence of memory
imagine time is a reader
this Dali Krab Day is the sickle of a p, not the spike
just the curved sickle of a capital p: P
in a poem, in a book, in a volume, on a shelf
in a room, on a floor, up an elevator, in a building
on a street, in a city, of a country, of continent
of a planet, in a system, in a universe
moving towards another like a great big muffin top
while in the sack of crabs
slung around Dali's back
his eyes not tracking right, tracking better than right
super-right
he makes eye contact with Nanook, and the questionmark face
becomes an exclamation mark!

Sunday, April 8, 2012

A GIFT FROM THE DADA BUNNY by Charles Rice Goff III

The Persistence of Dali by JM Reinbold

Friday, April 6, 2012

DkD8: Dada Zombie Special by Michael St. Mark

RE: DkD #6?

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DALIKRAB DAY ZOMBIE ART

DkD6: A L'I'L Sum'tink Ellis by Edmund White

Dali Bard Yak
Dali Brad Yak
Dali Drab Yak
Dali Bark Day
Dali Bay Dark
Krab Ad Daily
Krab Aid Lady
Krab Dial Day
Krab Laid Day

DkD #6?

BEHOLD!
surely, is it, could it be, i think it is
but do my eyes stalks deceive
it is.... IT's DALIKRAB DAY 7

wow.... as the gears slowly turn, the claw machine known as Dalikrab Day is still inspiring new pieces from excellent artisans. I still hear the whispering of art to come from artists haplessly to busy to produce something sooner. That's ok... because Dalikrab Day goes on and on and on until the crab has run off with the corpse of Salvador Dali. Yet I have not seen a second wind.. that would a thing to behold, no the doctor regenerate after a week say and start all over a new with a flurry of pieces. the thought is staggering.

as we go through day 7 - anyone got any dalikrab day zombie art? we have not had any zombie art in dalikrab in all these years i think and its all the rage....

today's challenge...
DALIKRAB DAY ZOMBIE ART
or writing or audio or video

DkD6: A L'I'L Sum'tink

Thursday, April 5, 2012

FIND THE DIFFERENCES

collie drab day by cisternachyli

I DUNGBOT BY M.RUTT (ESQ)

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

by Paris Wells

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Damanzini Dhal Lee

A photo of Rabrador's Son, Damazini

mayonnaise-crab salad

Re: Mrs, Dalikrab from Paris Wells

Mrs, Dalikrab from Paris Wells

Monday, April 2, 2012

win - win - win

Chiaia's Picks

Get your Lotto Chips! Step Right This Way!

Cost: One Mash Up Remix of Any Dhal Lee Krab Day Something or a Deep Whiff of Jasmine by a River's Edge

You Chose Soup Over a Woman?

It was a Bisque.

from Mr. Lee, Dhal Krab of Sole, Gonorrhea 2012

Suede Chiaia remixes Large Sweat by Misti Velvet Rainwater-Lites

Supersize Sweater Meat in a Bun

by Rabrador Dhal Lee

Watch her sweat sweet

sauce for the crabs

king crabs, fuck lobsters!

She will teach you how to dip

extra salty sex out of this diddy

riffs of time.

Wax your beard at noon

and go down till the moon

and the mallard

are in cahoots with the crane

her on top

bleeding a confusion of cohorts

on dahlias

Large Sweat by Misti Velvet Rainwater-Lites

Large Sweat

Watch me sweat large
on the landscape
in my melting shell.
I will teach you how to make
extra salty sex out of giddy
globs of time.
The mustache waxed
and the moon
and the tiger
and the swans
and me on top
bleeding a confusion
of roses.

Dally Crab by Amy Probst

FLO

Once upon a scary time,
When monsters put a bit of lime
Inside the babies they did eat,
A little grub, she found her feet.

Grubs have no feet, as you know.
Except for her, little Flo.
She ran and ran and ran some more.
Up hills, 'cross town, and out the door.

The countryside could not contain her,
Our Flo the grub became a small blur.
In France and Louse and Turkey, too,
Where one boy heard a fast "boo-hoo."

Because Flo was scared and running sad.
Grubs don't learn, from mom or dad
How to stop when they start running.
So on Flo went, small feet a'gunning.

She cried and ran and lost her weight
Finally thin enough to date.
But who could catch her, at this speed?
"Please let me stop!" to God she plea'd.

And stop she did, right on the beach.
Nose-to-nose with shiny leech.
"What are you?" he asked small Flo.
"I think you're cute, Miss Many Toe."

A happy ending, for deformed Flo.
A footed grub from Mexico.
Sometimes a leech is what it takes
To help us find our hidden brakes.

Unless you are a dally crab

Eating bacon by the slab

Resting on your useless flab

Caring not to pick a scab

Don't have a heart, don't take a stab

Enjoy the coziness of drab

A life of bliss outside the lab.

Little frilly dally crab.

Five Clues by Justynn Tyme

Hi! CooCoo #1              Hya Kew! #2              High Coo! #3

In the shining               Water Falls             walking on points
sun / zoo \ chi                     over                   sproinging
dalikrab comb               butt pinching            dripplinging
mustaches                          claws                  melon balls

Eye Cue! #4                                         Lie Cruel #4

Bulging / Bugging / Lazy                   Inside
Staring eyes                                    crusty crude crustaceans
What Deranged I-D- EEls               are tea cozys, light bulbs
populate its                                     snotty tissues, rock boxes
Crazy brain                                      and dirty hoses

De Zooz Dalikrab by Justynn Tyme

(20) One Crab / (red) Blue Crab /
(boo) Nude Crab / (non) Dead Crab /

Crabs, Crabs, Killer Crabs Everywhere!
In your beard, in your account, in your ear!

I came, I saw, I got pinched all over by
M . U . S . I . C . A . L - C . R . A . B . O . I . D . S

Wave the breeches in buddha's lair
kaputz? is that in your music player?

If that crazy crab returns in autumn
whistle in the dark
whistle in the dark
whistle in the park

I'M A Dalikrab #1 by Justynn Tyme

Hey, Hey, Hey!

Hey! Hey!

I'm Crab!
               I'm a Krab!!
                                  I'm a Crab!!!
                I'm a Clam Jam Damn Dalikrab!!

It costed $12 and He didn't eat the freezer fries!
Here come a lute, full of boots, which are full of lutes notes.
One Note says: BoOOo!
Two Notes Say: BoOo! BOoO!
Three notes say: BoOoOoOoOo!
One Note says: HELLO!!

I'm a Clam.                I'm a Lamb?                     I'm a Ram!
Ook Ook Kah Choo - choo choo choo choo choo choo
                         ALL A PLANK!