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Let's mark our territory in art and life! You're the left Rick and I'm the right Rick btw......
Hey wicked pissers, fancy meeting you here! Let’s talk.
First, welcome to the email wing of PISS, a quarterly(ish) magazine getting the white cube of American culture a little messy!
Recently, I’ve found myself pissed off with all the negativity carelessly being thrown around in the culture like a drunk guy’s PBR at 3am. It’s sloppy! It’s not chic! And more importantly it’s in bad taste. Since when did we have to hate everything to make our mark? It’s time for something a little… sweeter.
PISS is gonna be all about marking our territory in art and life, talking to and about the people, places and things we dig, and sometimes the ones we don’t—cause who doesn’t love to gossip (in a fun, non-hater, constructive way ofc)?!
Here, you’ll get a weekly pissive (missive but make it PISS) in your inbox full of regular columns like “PISS on:,” readings from our favorite books, pissticles, short interviews etc.! Each month, we’ll send out clips of the articles and images that will appear in print, expanded essays from Instagram and so much more.
Overtime, we’ll start offering a paid version cause baby needs a new pair of shoes and a printer for this magazine and you deserve extra content! But for now, let’s all bask in PISS for free, cause this is our place from sea to shining sea.
Also, yes, there will be a lot of piss puns, so stick around and see if we ever run out. Hint: I won’t.
Let’s PISS all over the place!
Self-portrait by Rick Owens for i-D, 2002. Featured in an interview with wicked pisser Jo-Ann Furniss!
Some dog pissing on a box in Park Slope. He started a fight in 2007.
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