Thumbs and Ammo posits the idea: would it be funny to replace guns with thumbs up in stills from movies?
YES!
Thumbs and Ammo posits the idea: would it be funny to replace guns with thumbs up in stills from movies?
YES!
For the next year, I will be releasing the poems of my book, Manipulated Bestiary, one poem a week.
Here is Week 1: Photoshop Bestiary
http://manipulatedbestiary.com/1705184
"My terribleness replaced in parts. My head. My legs."
We've seen Fong Qi Wei's amazing time-quilt photos, but now these delicate arrangements of disassembled flowers adds a new dimension to my understanding of his work.
See also Flower Petals Arranged in Bird Shapes »
In the realm of animal art, these super simplified images created by Maine-based illustrator Josh Brill and his art label Lumadessa are some of my favorites. I am getting a print for each of my kids this christmas. just beautiful.
He has some gorgeous iPhone wallpapers for free download too »
Costa Rica based artist Marco Battaglini creates paintings often reminiscent of a Renaissance composition with classical figures and subject painted in with graffiti, tattoos, and nods to Warhol and Lichtenstein.
MIT Professor David Gifford and graduate student Adrian Dalca shot he Boston Ballet practicing for the September show Night of Stars in slow-motion and timelapse.
I am ambivalent about the music, but beyond that, this is a gorgeous, stylish, crisp and exciting timelapse of the beautiful city of Barcelona from Alexandr Kravtsov.
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Korean artist Do-Ho Suh has created these eerily meticulous polyester and wire versions of the things in his NYC apartment. They exist somewhere between sketches, x-rays and sculptures.
Very little need be said. My copesmate, Devereau helped me pick this one.
Some of her other recent favorites include:
And if you are in LA, you can catch her through October performing in LOVECRAFT: NIGHTMARE SUITE at the Lex Theatre in Hollywood.
The Rising Moon dome was constructed for Hong Kong’s Lantern Wonderland 2013 festival by Daydreamers Design out just of recycled plastic bottles and LED lights.
The 65-foot-diameter pavilion makes use of 4,800 five-gallon water bottles fitted with LED lights.
We've seen some of Clary's striking layered paper sculptures before. This set incorporates more structure and dimenensionality while maintaining the organic quality.
See also Layers of Cut Paper Create Unfathomable Forms
Riders in Allahabad’s Well of Death put on a dangerous show (for both them and the audience)by driving cars and motorcycles inside a wooden and metal cylinder 25 feet high and 30 feet across.
From the video page:
"This video is a mixtape of the 321 different shots we made over the two week period in NYC for the 2013 US Open broadcast on ESPN."
Nick Offerman’s Guide to Facial Hair, An Illustration by Mike Mitchell.
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The Sun UK decided to ask "What real men would look like in pants ads?" And this is their answer.
Taking scenes of history and literature, Paris artist, Richard Unglik, uses the familiar PLAYMOBIL PEOPLE to stunning, witty and fun effect.
I was absolutely mesmerized by this quiet and human documentary, narrated by Werner Herzog, following trappers making a living in the wilds of Russian Siberia.
Get Happy People: A Year in the Taiga »
Much of 5 things' beginnings centered around my collaboration with the great Stephen McFadden on our weekly wrap-up show. So let's revisit Season 3, from early 2011.
Some of my favorites:
Lissome Slender and graceful
Mondegreen A slip of the ear
Panoply A complete set
Riparian By the bank of a stream
See them all »
Included in this (now it seems like a time capsule) are some Zeitgeist Mixes, such as the Knocks one below.
See the whole project »
This is the first in a series of Poets' Poems of the Day, suggested to me by amazing poet friends. Martín Espada was one of the poets that both Luivette Resto and Yago Cura wanted me to read.
1. Ye shall be free to write a poem on any subject, as long as it’s the White Whale.
2. A gold doubloon shall be granted to the first among ye who in a poem sights the White Whale.
3. The Call Me Ishmael Award shall be given to the best poem about the White Whale, with publication in *The White Whale Review.*
4. The Herman Melville Memorial Picnic and Softball Game shall be open to whosoever of ye writes a poem about following thy Captain into the maw of hell to kill the White Whale.
5. There shall be a free floating coffin for any workshop participant who falls overboard whilst writing a poem about the White Whale.
6. There shall be a free leg, carved from the jawbone of a whale, for any workshop participant who is dismasted whilst writing a poem about the White Whale.
7. There shall be a free funeral at sea, complete with a chorus of stout hearties singing sea chanteys about the White Whale, for any workshop participant who is decapitated whilst writing a poem about the White Whale.
8. Ye who seek not the White Whale in thy poems shall be harpooned.
Most of my poetry library ( a library I've been very proud of) is in storage, or has been traded, gifted or lost. I've dragged it around the world with me, in cardboard boxes, plastic bins, bags. It's grown. There was a period before I first left for study in Madrid where I thought about winnowing it to the essentials. I would after all not be able to read it all, even given the chance. I ended up adding to it: new books by some of my favorite poets, old books by poets I'd never heard of. It was and is a joy to find, remember and discover new works. Like stumbling upon a neighborhood I'd never once been to before. Delicious. Full of possibility. In this period I was adding young poets ( Ben Lerner, Matthea Harvey, Tracey K. Smith [whose Life on Mars just won the Pulitzer], Christine Hume ), classmates (Gabrielle Calvocoressi, Tom Healy and Ravi Shankar),
For a lot of reasons, having a large library, even of slim, tidy volumes, became impossible for me. Storage, display, space, time. I've reduced my library down to the ones I read. Seems a bit self-fulfilling, I know. But, I am often asked (and overwhelmed by the possibilities) for the books and poets I'd recommend people start with. This great filtering reduction of mine has made it abundantly clear.
So here are My 5 Portable Poetry Library
I haven't always been clear that I got much from her work. It was hard for me, with my life as my only computational material, to access her charged, urgent, masterful poetry. But their phrases and imagery, premises and tropes, have installed themselves as part of my psyche. I refer often to a line or image, find myself recommending. And have made sure that her books have continued to elude the great reduction.
If you haven't read her before I'd say that First Four Books of Poems is a good place to start. You'll find some of the more well-known poems ( Mock Orange, All Hallows).
Her Pulitzer Prize Winning Wild Iris and her A Village Life both offer a vast country of tight, smart, surprising poems.
Revell was a poet I first read while an undergraduate. I had had a very different expectation of what poetry could be before this period in my reading. When I was asked to respond to a poem for my grad school application, it was The Psalmist from The New Dark Ages that I wrote on. And now, 15 years later, I find poems of his I'd never met before and am relieved to find that the interest and power I'd felt then hasn't worn off. His books have also managed to find a place in my bags and suitcases as my library shrank.
There are a few things (books, songs, paintings, places, tidbits of knowledge) that seem to contain immense and irreducible truth in something which fits into our human scale. Rilke's 3rd Elegy from his Duino Elegies has always been one of those mysteries. I've read it to people when I am ready to sound silly in my enthusiasms. I read it and its bookmates (all phenomenal poems) over and over again. On the very first meeting of grad school first-year workshop, I was asked to name a poet I cherished and explain why it was that one that I chose. I cheated. I chose two. Robert Hass (coming up) because he helped me be a better poet and Rilke because he helped me be a better person. I heard snickers at my nearly religious reverence for these two from my classmates. Rilke never has rewarded my admiration with quotables. In fact, I realize exactly how remarkable his work with the distance I feel it is from normal speech. It isn't the sort of thing you can even try to explain to people without sounding a little kookie. So, instead of explaining, I'll hope to be able to indulge in Rilke talk with more and more people soon.
I have been prepared with a clear, emphatic answer to the often asked question: Who's your favorite poet? Robert Hass.
His works have been a consistent companion throughout my entire adult life. He has been the author of the words that soothed some of the worst hurts I've ever had to endure; the mind that has inspired the wonder and curiosity of mine that I have become so proud of, helped me formulate so much of my own framework for approaching the world.
His poems are the poems I've read and shared, memorized and given. All 5 of his books have and will survive any poetry reduction. I have bought 5 copies of Field Guide because I keep giving it away and then needing my own copy again.
Oliver's work and words are alive with wisdom, energy and balm. I have had to keep her books around because I have needed them. And there is such reassurance that she has such an enormously large body of work, an inexhaustible fountain of some of my very favorite poetry.
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