Archive for the 'art' Category

Things I saw today (Todd Hido – sad and desolate beauty)

Sunday, October 10th, 2010

#8747, 2009 by Todd Hido

#5410, 2006 by Todd Hido

#3515, 2005 by Todd Hido (all via dark silence in suburbia)

silence, minimalism

Thursday, August 19th, 2010

my mood lately: I want minimalism, something slightly cool and removed

Illinois, Birds Over Lake Michigan by Arthur Lazar via a perfect commotion

I want just the sound of the fan, grey silence

Silent World by Michael Kenna via lushlight

crisp and stark, quiet

Silent World by Michael Kenna

Things I read the other day and meant to post (buggy and squishy cyborg)

Tuesday, January 19th, 2010

Technically, you’re already a cyborg. If you keep your cell phone with you most of the time, especially if the earpiece is in place, I think we can call that arrangement an exobrain. Don’t protest that your cellphone isn’t part of your body just because you can leave it in your other pants. If a cyborg can remove its digital eye and leave it on a shelf as a surveillance device, and I think we all agree that it can, then your cellphone qualifies as part of your body. In fact, one of the benefits of being a cyborg is that you can remove and upgrade parts easily. So don’t give me that “It’s not attached to me” argument. You’re already a cyborg. Deal with it.

– Scott Adams (via the daily dish)

Ok, so I’m a sucker for the term “exobrain”. I do hate to be away from my phone for too long and having grown up with Star Trek and Star Wars and other Sci-Fi as such constant cultural references I think I’m more inclined to think “cyborg?!! AWESOME!” (and then be vaguely disappointed with the end product since if I’m a cyborg it’s a dangerously beta, buggy, squishy one) than to be worried. So though I can’t completely agree with the idea, (using a shovel doesn’t make me a backhoe), I was amused at the notion.

and on the other side of the idea, the iPhone as object that desires to be used:

“Pet me, touch me, love me, that’s what I get when I perform”, one of several great images in the “Sociology of Objects” set by the ever-fantastic Stéphane Massa-Bidal

Things I saw today (minimalist joyful pleasure-making)

Sunday, January 3rd, 2010

Zimoun : Sound Sculptures & Installations | Compilation Video V1.5 from ZIMOUN VIDEO ARCHIVE on Vimeo.

a quite lovely and soothing sound/art video by Swiss artist Zimoun, (aptly) titled: minimalist joyful pleasure-making (via moon river)

Around the same time that I saw the above I saw a great image (via the ever-amazing nevver)

Perhaps I’m a bit too minimalist in my tastes or already moved by the mundane but I think the radiator is plenty beautiful without a fez.

something of the sadness of Sundays

Saturday, November 14th, 2009

These pictures look like so many towns near where I grew up – grey and a bit grimy. Always feeling like Sunday afternoon, slightly sad.

These reminded me of a post by Levi Stahl on Sundays from Victorian times to his own youth (which correlates quite closely to my own).

One great quote:

The afternoons hung heavy. It seemed to be always 3 o’clock.
– Molly Hughes, A London Child of the 1870s

Sunday afternoon melancholy

Sunday, December 14th, 2008

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still. Like when they say, “As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end.
– Jean Rhys

Things I saw today (this isn’t happiness- wonderful images)

Saturday, November 22nd, 2008

The other week I tripped across a tumblr feed this isn’t happiness and I’ve been astounded ever since at the amazing images this person finds. The pics are from a wide range of eras and full of stunning beauty, originality, pathos and whimsy. It’s easily one of my new favorite sites.

A few from the site (though definitely check it out for yourself):

Las Vegas, 1955

Don’t Remind Me

Tokyo Nightclub, 1962

Ali v. Liston II


Blaise K

Shotgun Space

Eyvind Earle

— ckck

mandarin orange mandarino (via ninamylove) — suwaowalog



Eggelston – eccentric beauty and wonder

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008

Untitled (St. Simons Island, Georgia), 1978

“Untitled,” circa 1975

“Untitled,” 1973

Peter Schjeldahl, in his New Yorker review Local Color: William Eggleston at the Whitney states:

You can always tell a William Eggleston photograph. It’s the one in color that hits you in the face and leaves you confused and happy, and perhaps convinces you that you don’t understand photography nearly as well as you thought you did. To view “William Eggleston: Democratic Camera, Photographs and Video, 1961-2008,” at the Whitney, is to be pummelled by eccentric beauty, and to wonder about it.

Schejeldahl’s review is is lucid, poetic and charming. He encapsulates so well the appeal and art of Eggelston’s work. Heres another gem:

…there’s no gainsaying Eggleston’s results. He shoots like a shutterbug and executes like a painter. Synthetic gorgeousness iconizes pictures that flaunt the nonchalance of snapshots.

I only disagree with Schjeldahl’s assertion that:

… the emotional key to his genius is a stoical loathing, unblinking in the face of one scandalously uncongenial otherness after another. His subjects have no ascertainable dignity, except that of stubbornly existing.

No dignity?

The girl at the commonplace counter with her red hair glowing like its own sunset stands as regally as the famous Elizabeth Siddal (Rossetti’s muse and a painter in her own right) whom she so resembles.

The girl lying sprawled on the grass is like a modern Ophelia (camera in hand, not flowers) who will, after soaking up the sun, not drown but jump up and run around the yard again.


I think Eggleston’s subjects, prosaic as they are, are fascinating precisely because of their homely rightness. His work does not look like loathing to me, rather detached observation but not angry, not demeaning. His photos are fascinating precisely because of their normality. A good photographer can make an attractive photograph out of a beautiful sunset or view or model but for me, the artistry, the genius of Eggelston is that he finds and distills the the interesting or the beautiful out of the dull or garish or common that surrounds us all the time.

(see more images at Time and The New York Times and The Eggelston Trust)


Sunday, November 2nd, 2008

more fantastic images from Shepard Fairey (

Things I saw today (beauty in decay)

Sunday, October 5th, 2008

Beauty in Decay is another wonderful, haunting series from Dark Roasted Blend:

See also the series on Abandoned Tunnels and Vast Underground Spaces. The below image makes me think of a modern Moria, the dwarf city from Lord of the Rings: