From this AWESOME “WAR on KINKADE” series.
This is an entertaining piece from Dr. Ray Comfort, the single-most knowledgeable scientist living in the world today.
His approach to excellence in journalism and proving science wrong is comparable to a POV porn video in which Comfort waggles his dark, microphone dong in interviewees’ faces while he towers above them is probably one of these most chauvinistic and egotistical shows of pompous bullshit I’ve seen today.
This effort is more than a metaphor. This is why Jay Leno and David Letterman sit slightly higher than their guests. They want to subliminally tell their audience who is in control, who is the real star and who needs a little deflating sometime in the interview.
Your dreams of “believing” in evolution will be dashed if you watch this video, so proceed with caution. It’s the debunking of all debunks.
I saw a quote recently that turned me on:
“No matter your profession, perfection isn’t achievable. Just look at The Beatles. They would leave flaws in their early recordings – like Paul’s voice cracking of John singing the wrong word – but those things made the end result magical. When today’s Auto-Tuned artists aim to be perfect, their songs lack that same richness. Pressuring employees to be perfect leads them to take desperate measures and cut corners. And it breeds mediocrity. If there’s an intolerance for accepting differences and flaws – and different ways of seeing, feeling, and operating – it suffocates the potential for innovation and creativity.”
– Marc Schoen, Ph.D., Clinical Psychologist
Now, don’t get all huffy and think I completely agree with this quote.
Perfection in art is one thing. Perfection in engineering, another. Read the rest of this entry »
Art student flips out during classroom critique.
Skip to around 2 mins to get closer to the conniption.
Read more here.
“Body Scripture II” is Ronit Bigal’s new exhibition featuring from the 27th of may 2010 at the Artists House in Tel Aviv. Photography, Calligraphy and floral ornamentation are the elements comprising this exhibition. Digital photography topped with drawings in black Indian ink produces an effect of bas-relief. Bigal photographs the body completely exposed. The camera explores the body, capturing different parts, discovering a world of hidden landscapes, textures, and unspoken eroticism. For the artist this was a journey of unforeseen surprise. Therefore she wraps parts of her photos with floral ornamentation and others with cited calligraphy taken from Biblical texts. They are almost abstract and enigmatic, arousing the viewer’s curiosity to discover what are the photographed objects, what meanings lies behind the texts; and whether there is a thematic affinity between them or, perhaps are the associations purely aesthetical?
You must got to see TYWKIWDBI (World War II propaganda in Persia to explain — what I consider — to be really cool art.
”Don’t think about making art. Just get it done. Let everyone else decide if it’s good or bad, whether they love it or hate it. While they’re deciding, make even more art.” – Andy Warhol
Since I started trying to make art, images and motion pictures with friends, this quote — whether I was cognizant of it or not — has been floating around my mind.
Too often when collaborating, the “art” is stymied before it begins. Too much thought goes into too much of the process.
I’m not saying do things mindlessly.
But there’s a quality lots of people have to get stuck in particular details. Either it stops them from starting or it stops them from finding a way to share it.
Consider Vivian Maier (1926-2009), the newly discovered Chicago street photographer whose body of work is so massive and impressive, she has documentaries and tons of publicity out about her now.
She froze when dealing with people and her art, so all of her photography was “lost” until recently found.
Could she have been wildly successful if she published her work while she lived? Or would she have had the body of work?
I don’t know. But something kept her from expressing her art while she lived. And I don’t think it’s a rare trait. I think she’s an extreme case of creating work, but the idiosyncrasy is not new.
Facebook is a blessing and a curse for visual art.
We recently talked to some other professionals who gave us props for sharing stuff on Facebook without the salesy, buy our shit, please-oh-please verbiage attached to each posting.
Even on this blog, I’ve put out some rancid ideas, some deliberately controversial or ideologically unsound. When you read literature, not everything sits well. We often gravitate toward the ideas that stir repressed memories or secret longings.
At least that’s what I keep telling myself.
Quote seen on Facebook. Thanks, Mark.
That’s pencil, mother humper.
I may go sulk now in my own inadequacy.