Rock and roll is about sex and anger and declaring that you are alive, not making your fucking grandmother smile while she knits condoms with the Pope’s face on the side. It’s the hymns for the church of booze and pills and cigarettes and orgasms I’m talking about, not some walking colostomy bag in a bad hat singing through his nose about how he’s a waste of a good womb. It’s about being an epic fucking human being.
Posts Tagged ‘art’
Zen, Cathcart: Days of,
Sunday, April 18th, 2010
An Octopus’ technological love story
Saturday, April 17th, 2010
A.K.A. an octopus makes a student art movie.
If that’s not the craziest shit you’ve seen today (that’s not computer generated) …
via rachetcat and probably just about everyone else by now. Cuz an octopod thief getting taken on a joyride, man and beast in harmony is truly an amazing site.
generating stairs, Escher would be starting to be proud
Wednesday, April 14th, 2010
Spiral Stairs, generative art via But Does It Float?
Notice how the spiral switches direction, and the stairs on the bottom become the stairs on the top. Not an optical illusion, but a trick on anyone travelling down. M. C. Escher would be starting to be proud. This was the tamer of the pieces on display.
The power of the people (networked)
Wednesday, April 14th, 2010
Generative artworks by Keith Peters Title: Kazys Varnelis - More at But Does It Float?
In network theory, a node’s relationship to other networks is more important than its own uniqueness. Similarly, today we situate ourselves less as individuals and more as the product of multiple networks
And it’s true. You are not a person, you are a confluence of events under your conscious directions that draws from everyone and everything around you, you are the locus of your own personal network of thought, environment and social interaction.
Nuit Blanche
Saturday, April 10th, 2010
Link to short film Nuit Blanche
Embedded video (may or may not function)
Maybe I’m late to the game, but damn, this is utterly amazing. And except for the people, absolutely unreal, as are the emotions it manages to stir. It makes me feel something I can’t define that’s almost, but not quite, sadness, not even bittersweet. Freudenschade maybe? I guess it expresses in perfect visual metaphor what it can feel like to go after the things you’re driven to in life.
And I’m apparently not the only one that finds it so. The guy had Hollywood agents and managers on the phone with him within days of posting. I imagine the conversations went something like this: Boss to underling, “Hire this man or fire yourself.” And if you’re interested, his digital home is here.