Pakayla Biehn paints, photographs, installs, draws and designs things. The ones she features on her site are nice. I especially like the paintings of double exposures. Once again, I thank Booooooom! for bringing this up.
Illustrator Tina Berning: prolific, and versatile. Visit a smattering at Booooooom!, linked below, or visit the mighty catalogue on her site.
Ahhhhhhhhhh. Yeah, I could almost drop a tab after this. Almost.
I should have posted this long ago. Jonathan Harris will email you inspired photos with brief, honest, personal accounts of his observations and insights. They are not too heavy, not too light, not too complicated, not too simple. They will make you feel like you know him, and that you are pulling for him. Even a little afraid for him sometimes (the recent fainting account was one of those times).
Harris’ main work is, how to say – technology-related art projects? I especially like The Whale Hunt.
But Number 27 is the gift that keeps on giving, long after you’ve enjoyed the other projects.
Left, Ngar Ball Traditional Masquerade Dance, Cross River, Nigeria, 2004, Phyllis Galembo. Right, Economies of Living no. 2, 2005, Nicola Siddons
Don’t read too much into this post, folks. I actually just wanted to adjacentize these. Selfish. Do visit both sites, however, as each contains thoughtful and rewarding views.
“Fabrics are the protagonists in the dazzlingly refined visual crescendo that is Forever.” Forever is the amount of time I have not known about Tord Boontje. Time I will never get back. This is one of those websites that feels like real time and space instead of the grifting most of the internet is. Magical creations photographed magically, presented through a magic interface (mui?). Under a magic moniker (already re-named my dogs Tord and Boontje).
When someone gets $100,000 for a wish, you should pay attention.
By now I imagine each and every one of the citizens of our planet who speak English and have internet have been to TED.com, so I will allow myself to be lazy in defining TED here. Now, the TED dole out big ol’ awards to people for their wishes “to change the world”, and in 2008 Karen Armstrong was one of the lucky ones. Her wish? The Charter For Compassion. From the site:
“The Golden Rule requires that we use empathy — moral imagination — to put ourselves in others’ shoes. We should act toward them as we would want them to act toward us. We should refuse, under any circumstance, to carry out actions which would cause them harm. The Charter, crafted by people all over the world and drafted by a multi-fath, multi-national council of thinkers and leaders, is a cry for a return to this central principle which is so often overlooked in our world. It reminds the faithful that in the past leading sages of all the major traditions insisted that the Golden Rule was the essence of religion, that everything else was ‘commentary,’ and that it should be practised ‘all day and every day.'”
The Charter is not exactly crowdsourced (thank god, really, I am worn down by that, aren’t you?), but it has been put together all this time by a lot of different people in a lot of places from a lot of different belief systems, including open calls for contribution.
IT WILL BE REVEALED NOVEMBER 12. You probably won’t need to make a note to remember to check it out at that time, because the one thing TED and all it touches definitely has mastered, is viral promo. But just in case, I thought I would mention it here.
I love this project, in concept and in execution. I had been thinking that I could browse it endlessly, when a funny thing happened. My typically hyperbolic thought became reality, and the series went on without end. The device I first saw it on did not display a complete thumbnail gallery, so I had no idea how many photos were in the series. I just knew that I had been viewing them for some time, then I knew that I’d had that thought repeatedly, then I hypothesized that the website somehow triggers new photos (how it would locate such amazing events was obviously the x to solve for), then I considered throwing in the towel but was still too entertained to do so, then I became sleepy but aware that I could not stop viewing, then I thought of Bunuel’s Exterminating Angel, then I sought sanity and considered my unfortunate dance ignorance and determined to end that, then I found myself back at the beginning of the thought cycle (certainly not the photo cycle) realizing that I was again noticing how long I’d been viewing.