Plastic family seeks to run United States
Tuesday evening this shot was taken of a creepy plastic family that seems especially eager to reside in a new white doll house.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Corey Worthington Delaney, my hero
the last minute's conversation is amazing.
Obama's victory speech in SC
regardless of how one feels about obama, it is impossible to dismiss the enthusiasm he draws. i haven't been at any of his rallies, but i've read it is like a religious experience. i hope i get the chance to see him when he comes to madison.
i've complained about his folksiness in the past, but this is a powerful, eloquent, and earnest speech. Sphere: Related Content
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
top 50 dystopian movies
this is a good list that i want to explore. i've seen quite a few of these, but many are new to me.
metropolis, a clockwork orange, brazil, wings of desire, and blade runner are at the top of the list.
killings in kenya
Rono Kibet, one of the men, said elders in his community called a big meeting on Dec. 30. That was the night that Kenya’s election results were announced, giving Mr. Kibaki the victory over Raila Odinga, the top opposition leader, despite widespread evidence of vote rigging. More than 2,000 young men gathered, Mr. Kibet said, and the elders urged them to kill Kikuyus, Mr. Kibaki’s ethnic group, and burn down their houses. The Kalenjin had fought them before.
“The community raised the money for the gasoline,” Mr. Kibet said.
He explained how the elders blessed the young men, who then split into teams of 50 to hunt down Kikuyus with bows and arrows. He did not feel bad about shooting them, he said.
“We attack people, we burn their homes and then we take their animals,” Mr. Kibet said matter-of-factly.
A few villages away and a couple of hours later, Kikuyu farmers scanned the hilltops with a pair of old field glasses that never seemed quite in focus. They carried homemade guns built of wood, water pipes and umbrella springs, highly illegal but highly necessary, they said.
Some of the sentinels were among the most educated people in the area. One, Wilson Muiruri, a University of Nairobi student, was spending his Christmas holiday moonlighting as a warrior.
“I don’t hate Kalenjins at the university,” he said. “But out here, it’s different.”
Sphere: Related ContentTuesday, January 15, 2008
Yacht rock!
Show premise is satirizing the late seventies and early eighties smoooooth music fad.
This first episode is good, but the rest are pretty great too. there are ten episodes. with more to come!!!!
a couple of my fav quotes from the first five episodes:
'youve got to get your dick out of your heart'
'this HARD rock has got me and Eddie drillin' more cooch than Black and Decker'
all of the shows can be viewed here
Sunday, January 13, 2008
pineapple express
the product of baby fucking...
my second favorite civil engineer...
it's like god's vagina.
Friday, January 11, 2008
David Bowie is a lesbian
I hate saying this because I love David Bowie, but in the last several years he has begun to look more and more like Grandma. At first I thought this was just something weird that only I had noticed, but it turns out that I am not the only observer of, and Bowie is not the only victim to this terrifying phenomenon. Finally someone else is writing about the disturbing trend of men turning into aging lesbians: http://www.cracked.com/article_15788_top-25-men-who-look-like-old-lesbians.html
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
aids wolf and night wounds back-and-forth
members of aids wolf and night wounds discuss their thoughts on collaborative music, accessibility, noise, experimentation, etc.
excerpt:
I think the internet does make wonders for weird music by making things that would be hard to access otherwise available to more people, it actually made us able to connect with bands we like in almost every city in the US, and play shows with them on one tour, something that would have probably taken years to build up in successive tours before the nineties. It seems that there is at least one person per city that would come to our show, something unthinkable before, especially because of the genre we are into. I doubt the audience actually widened, I think it rather revealed this music to other people playing it or people interested by it, solidifying the collaboration between bands, making the nerds come out of their cubbyholes, stop worrying about keeping their mailorder noise tapes collection in alphabetical order and finally go out and see shows. So I guess it became also partly alienating the audience and playing alienated sounds for the already alienated.
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I feel like we are completely stuck between wanting to play tight songs and be a complete free-form mess. I think the contrast between the two, when placed together in one song, has not gotten boring to me yet. I used to be under the impression that anybody could play in this band as long as they could pluck two notes on a bass or bang something. That is somewhat true, but it relies completely on how I and people I play with connect. I think I'm over trying to control this band... it was always about having people who had no idea what they were doing... total "I could be in your band if you teach me how to play this instrument" sort of thing, but in recent months of playing with people who kind of finish my thoughts for me musically, I have realized this was a form of denial. Music is very sacred to me... finding someone that I can play with (in any band, not just Night Wounds) is like finding a boyfriend or girlfriend. Years and years ago before this band even started I had played with a few people who came from the same world as me, and when those projects broke up or people moved on (myself included), I remember being left with a very bittersweet taste in my mouth, like I had been dumped or broken up with someone. I think that scared me away from being in a fully working band where everyone contributes equally from that point onward till a few months ago. I don't like losing people I connect with.
interview here
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
chuck close - what i've learned
from Esquire:
Inspiration is highly overrated. If you sit around and wait for the clouds to part, it's not liable to ever happen. More often than not, work is salvation.
Virtually everything I've done has been a product of -- or has been influenced by -- my learning disabilities. I don't recognize faces, and I don't remember names, either. But I have almost perfect photographic memory for things that are two-dimensional.
The choice not to do something is almost always more interesting than the choice to do something.
I wasn't a good student, I wasn't an athlete, and I think that helped focus me early in my life. I distinguished myself by being more intensely engaged and more intensely focused because I knew if I blew this art thing, I'd be screwed.
Get yourself in trouble. If you get yourself in trouble, you don't have the answers. And if you don't have the answers, your solution will more likely be personal because no one else's solutions will seem appropriate. You'll have to come up with your own.
It's always wrong before it's right.
A face is a road map of someone's life. Without any need to amplify that or draw attention to it, there's a great deal that's communicated about who this person is and what their life experiences have been.
Being a critic is like being a meter maid. All you do is bring pain into people's lives.
I'll tell you an interesting thing that's happened to me since I was paralyzed twelve years ago. I'm six foot three, and when walking around, I very seldom got approached by anybody. But being in a wheelchair has made me more accessible. I have people coming up to me on the street now. One of the great pleasures in that is that accessibility has made it possible for people to engage me in a different way. It's very moving to hear someone say my work has had some meaning for them.
Painting is the frozen evidence of a performance.
If you're by nature an optimistic person, which I am, that puts you in a lot better position to be lucky.
My father died when I was eleven. That was a real tragedy, a horrible thing to happen when you're little. But one of the gifts in that experience was that I learned very early in life that you can get past something and you will be happy again. Losing my father was extremely important in accepting what happened to me later in life when I became a quadriplegic.
It happened suddenly, a spontaneous event within my body. I just found myself all of a sudden paralyzed from the shoulders down. It's like a car accident, in a way. There's a sense of calm; time slows down. It's not scary in the way you imagine something like this is going to be scary.
I'd rather not have these particular rocks in my shoes.
After a few days in the hospital, I was thinking, Oh, gee -- I was raised in a church, Protestant upbringing, which I'd rejected as an adult -- I'm lying in the bed thinking, Hmmm, maybe I ought to pray. They always say there are no atheists in a foxhole, and I thought, Here I am in a pretty good-sized foxhole...and I thought, Naahhh. I wouldn't respect any God who would listen to me after I'd rejected him so vociferously.
If you're overwhelmed by the whole, break it down into pieces.
An event like this, a catastrophic illness or whatever, it doesn't happen just to you, it happens to everyone around you. I sit in a wheelchair, but I look out at the world and it is unchanged. It looks the same as it always did. But people who love me look at me and they see a loved one in a wheelchair.
I miss being alone. Being alone is not the same thing as loneliness.
Painting is a lie. It's the most magic of all media, the most transcendent. It makes space where there is no space.
My favorite painter of all time is Vermeer.
Nuance and subtlety are where it's at. It's those little adjustments. You get something 99 percent of the way there, but it's that last 1 percent that really makes a difference.
You don't have to have a dramatic story. It's all in the telling.
I really miss the subway.
When I was first in the hospital and things were really grim, someone said to me, "Oh, you'll be all right because you paint with your head and not with your hands." And at first that really pissed me off. I thought, Easy for you to say. But it was absolutely true. Once you know what art looks like, you're gonna find a way to make it again.
Quadriplegics envy paraplegics. You think, Man, they've got it made.
There's always somebody worse off than you are.
Painting's been dead several times in my career already. And that's always the best time to start painting.
Being self-involved and having the arrogance to think that you have something to say and somebody else should pay attention is a necessary component of an artist's life.
I didn't get into art for therapy. I go to therapy for therapy.
Sphere: Related ContentNY subway glass bottle adventure
this short is similar to jamon's last post about paper airplanes. i found it on boingboing
i like the comparison of the bottles to 'little beings...desperate for attention.'
Monday, January 07, 2008
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Thursday, January 03, 2008
shot by kern
i really like the "shot by kern" videos on vbs.tv. they're a collection of interviews with richard kern and his models as well as behind the scenes footage of his photo shoots. it's interesting how he'll assess which website or type of guy would want to see pictures of the various women he photographs. "oh, she has classic feet. short feet high arch... foot fetish guys love this kind of foot." Sphere: Related Content
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