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this post, it's empty when I view it, and yet expresses more to me than you could imagine !

edit: now you fixed it thereby making me look like an idiot

edit2: thanks for second poast
Edited by the shah - 12/9/11 at 2:20pm
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Music by John Adams; words by John Donne

This thread is apparently dangerous for me. I'm very tempted to post all the miscellany I've ever found interesting, like a digital ephemera cabinet. Maybe I need a blog. Here are a couple more and then I'll stop (for now).

Love the textures in these (both from Stalker)

Matohu is a label known for taking a spin on traditional Japanese themes and concepts by reinterpreting them into modern-day fashion creations. Using fabric techniques developed by wealthy Japanese merchants in the Momoyama period --a fleeting era that existed from 1568 to 1603 ("It was the most attractive age to us in Japanese History. It was a brief span of free thought, chaotic fashion, foreign influences and trade, which gave birth to an elegant, minimalist style")-- each collection takes its cue from a specific historical era or from antique objects (old painted ceramics, dyed paper,...).

The F/w 2009 collection draws its inspiration from Kabukimono
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Kabukimono were groups of flamboyant rogues mainly comprised of increasingly bored samurai from the Keichō era (1596 to 1615). Kabukimono is often translated into English as ‘strange things’ or ‘the crazy ones’, believed to be derived from kabuku meaning ‘to slant’ or ‘to deviate’. Most were young men on the fringes of the samurai class. Many were younger sons who were not in line to inherit, while others were low-ranking samurai, servants, or ronin. As a sort of proto-punk movement, the Kabukimono refused to behave by society’s rules. They defected from their masters and chose to dress and act with passion and reckless abandon.

They were noted for wearing loud, gaudy kimono and otherwise violating fashion norms (some wore women’s kimono), engaging in wild behavior, including loud conversation, and singing, dancing, and brawling in the streets. Some of their stylistic features included hair grown long but not held up in a topknot, daring hairstyles, colorful and patterned garments combined with elements of European clothing, decorated and unusually large swords.

Their outlandish and excessive attitude was reflected in their outlook on life, considering their existence to have reached its apex by the age of 25 (an etching on a sword from this period, states "have lived too long at 25 ").

In 1615, the shogunate explicitly banned a number of behaviors and modes of dress in an effort to crack down on the Kabukimono who were perceived as disruptive. In addition to their loud activities on the streets, they threatenened societal norms by often demonstrating stronger loyalty to one another than to their actual samurai masters or families. The kabukimono phenomenon likely died out around the end of the 17th century. A roundup of two hundred members of a gang known as the “Greater and Lesser Gods,” and the execution of eleven of its leaders in 1686 is described as being the last major action against the movement.

how do you guys feel about temporary architecture/art? ie grand, beautiful stuff that is to be cathartically destroyed - or torn down only to be experienced for a short time

here's some stuff near and dear to my heart:

trojan horse (it was pretty huge...) - from burning man 2011

this thing was pulled by hundred of "slaves" driven by "spartans" out into the middle of the playa....then at night it was set ablaze in an awesome conflagaration. it was boiling hot from like hundreds of feet away

or this, the temple is different every year - this year it's said to have been the highest, foundationless plywood construction in the world...
i've seen some pretty cool stuff/places over the years. the temples at bman and the golden temple are the two most humbling and spiritual places i have ever experienced.
this thing took weeks to build...there's thousands of people watching this, yet everyone is silent.

this year the temple wasnt just a beautiful place for meditating, remembering, contemplating; it was also an instrumentthe center of it was full of bells - so much synesthaesia
this is "tv" - one guy and others in our camp were responsible for the creation of this giant TV of TVs with hours of random media ranging from a police instruction video on handling an emergency birth in the backseat of a car (no censoring), to clips of fresh prince and WWE. fuckin amazingim at 0:33 !

my camera kinda sucks in the dark, but we sometimes dress like this and go out in the "real world" and scare all the normal people

vids and pics mine cept the windharp and burning temple one

cheers

ps
black rock city from satellite
A lot of people say the temp art stuff is gimmicky, but I don't know, I really like it. It is basically the same concept as tibetan mandalas, which was amazing to experience them do live

They have coloured sand in those sticks/tubes, and by rubbing it with another stick, they're able to control the amount of sand that comes out. It's incredibly painstaking work.

After it's completed, the sand is sand is brushed together and spread everywhere...impermanence
Edited by g transistor - 12/9/11 at 8:28pm

anyone would be this happy with a djellaba

whether you're a handsome young bearded warrior

or a wise sage
I'd love to go to Burning man, had this friend in HS who went one year and told me all about it when he got back, sounded crazy at the time. Haven't watched the vids yet.

Also, yall need to center your posts, it's classy .
it's the greatest time of all time, hands down. let me know if you ever decide to go. this year we are thinking of doing an artcar in collab w/ another camp
This could quickly turn into an art and animation dump for me...

Okay, so let me start by offering some great animation -

then a comic strip I worked on with a friend of mine (awesome art is his, story, concept etc. including horrible dialogue is mine) -

and finally, a strip from a comic based in Nigeria called Light, Sweet Crude -

Van Beirendonck ~ out-Vibskoving Henry ?
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I once had a French professor who assured me that Baudelaire's Fleurs du Mal was about nothing more than finding beauty in even the ugliest of things.

TSE: “So far as we are human, what we do must be either evil or good; so far as we do evil or good, we are human: and it is better, in a paradoxical way, to do evil than to do nothing: at least we exist”

CB: "Ces plaisanteries nerveuses ne sont pas sans péril, et on peut souvent les payer cher. Mais qu’importe l’éternité de la damnation à qui a trouvé dans une seconde l’infini de la jouissance?"

Rejoinder: “The expected guest./ He, the young man carbuncular, arrives,/…The time is now propitious, as he guesses,/ The meal is ended, she is bored and tired,/ Endeavours to engage her in caresses/ Which still are unreproved, if undesired./ Flushed and decided, he assaults at once;/ Exploring hands encounter no defence; His vanity requires no response,/ And makes a welcome of indifference/…She turns and looks a moment in the glass,/ Hardly aware of her departed lover;/ Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:/ ‘Well now that’s done: and I’m glad it’s over.’/ When lovely woman stoops to folly and/ Paces about her room again, alone,/ She smoothes her hair with automatic hand”

HPL: "I said to myself, with all the ardor of a sculptor, that this man was a faun's statue out of antique Hellas, dug from a temple's ruins and brought somehow to life in our stifling age only to feel the chill and pressure of devastating years. And when he opened his immense, sunken, and wildly luminous black eyes I knew he would be thenceforth my only friend- the only friend of one who had never possessed a friend before- for I saw that such eyes must have looked fully upon the grandeur and the terror of realms beyond normal consciousness and reality; realms which I had cherished in fancy, but vainly sought. So as I drove the crowd away I told him he must come home with me and be my teacher and leader in unfathomed mysteries, and he assented without speaking a word. Afterward I found that his voice was music- the music of deep viols and of crystalline spheres. We talked often in the night, and in the day, when I chiseled busts of him and carved miniature heads in ivory to immortalize his different expressions."

Detritus at the ECB: Rat's Alley, where the dead men lost their bones

***Addendum: "He moaned to himself like some baffled, prowling beast. He wanted to sin with another of his kind, to force another being to sin with him and to exult with her in sin. He felt some dark presence moving irresistibly upon him from the darkness, a presence subtle and murmurous as a flood filling him wholly with itself."

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