Category: Art

The Madness of Reason

Posted by – 01/18/2014

Clarice Lispector

It’s with such profound happiness. Such a hallelujah. Hallelujah, I shout, hallelujah merging with the darkest human howl of the pain of separation but a shout of diabolic joy. Because no one can hold me back now. I can still reason–I studied mathematics, which is the madness of reason–but now I want the plasma–I want to eat straight from the placenta. I am a little scared: scared of surrendering completely because the next instant is the unknown. The next instance, do I make it? or does it make itself? We make it together with our breath. And with the flair of the bullfighter in the ring.

-Opening paragraph from Clarice Lispector’s Água Viva

A Strange Tissue of Space and Time

Posted by – 12/08/2013

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Lucid Stead

No, not a mirage. This 70-year-old shack was transformed into a mirror and LED desert fantasia by artist Phillip K. Smith III. The interplay of reflection, natural lighting and neon is magical. Watch the house change throughout a day and night while Smith muses on his project in this short video

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Rick Owens Spring 2014

Imagine if the fiercest playground step dancers of your youth reconvened to choreograph a new dance inspired by 2Pac’s California Love video and you will have an idea of how awesome this fashion show was. Watch it here

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Truman Capote’s mid-60s Hamptons studio

Capote’s laid back beach hideaway perfectly balanced restraint with the ornate. Check the simple-yet-monumental two-story bookcase, reminiscent of plain-hewn Shaker furniture, mixed with the gorgeous-gaudy blue floors and matching wicker furniture. Especially enamored with the peacock chair below. More at the Selvedge Yard.

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title quote from Walter Benjamin

Beyond the Edge of Dreams

Posted by – 12/01/2013

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Is this love reality
or a dream?
I cannot know,
when both reality and dreams
exist without truly existing.

– Omo No Komachi

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Night deepens
with the sound
of a calling deer,
and I hear
my own one-sided love.

– Omo No Komachi

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In the mountain village
The wind rustles the leaves.
Deep in the night, the deer
Cry out beyond the edge of dreams.

-Minamoto No Morotada

Sinister Pastel: The Colors of Moebius

Posted by – 11/17/2013

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I am not well-acquainted with the narrative works of Moebius. Still, I’ve been captivated by the illustrations that keep popping up in online meanders. In particular, I was struck by his soothing-yet-unsettling pastels. Moebius’ line work and color palate are deeply indebted to Winston McCay’s Little Nemo, but take that aesthetic into strange futures. The softly-hued weirdness also bring to mind the wonderful, proggy fantasia Les Planet Sauvage. Who knew dystopia could be so gentle on the eyes?

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Extensive archive of Moebius artwork

Network Awesome’s Moebius Tribute Day

New Mix: Dream Foam

Posted by – 11/17/2013

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Please enjoy my latest Soft Scientist release, Dream Foam. Inspired by the film Wings of Desire (hence the nod to Nick Cave), a years-long desire to open a mix with Carl Orff’s Gassenhauer and the subconscious. Think: tinkling sounds, chilled sheets and night thoughts drifting like snow.

Download here.

Track list:
Carl Orff – Gassenhauer nach Hans Neusiedl
Psychic TV- The Orchids
The Durutti Column – Sketch For Summer
Arthur Russell – Being It
Abe Vigoda – Wild Heart
Nicolas Jaar – Too Many Kids Finding Rain In The Dust
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds – Red Right Hand
Moondog & The London Saxophonic – Bird’s Lament
Bonobo – Cirrus / Delia Derbyshire – Colour
Little Dragon – Ritual Union
Suicide – Dream Baby Dream

Bonus Materials:
Wings of Desire mirror scene and Nick Cave performance.

Gorgeous, hypnotic Laura Palmer-esque fan video for closing track, Dream Baby Dream.

Rose cover photo by Nick Knight.

Gold & Forgetting

Posted by – 10/19/2013

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Argumentum E Silentio
Paul Celan

Linked in the chain
Between Gold and Forgetting:
Night.
Both grasped at it.
Both had their way.

Link it,
now you too link up what
wants to dawn with each day:
the Word star-overflown,
sea-overflowed.

To each his word.
To each the word that sang to him
when the pack snapped at his heels–
to each the word that sang to him and froze.

To it, to night, the Word
star-overflown, sea-overflowed,
to it the ensilenced Word
whose blood did not clot when a venomed tooth
pierced its syllables.

To Night the ensilenced Word.

Against the others,
enticed by swindlers’ ears,
who’ll soon climb on time and seasons,
the Word at least testifies,
at last, when only chains ring out,
testifies to Night that lies
between Gold and Forgetting,
their kin for all time.

Then where’s
the Word dawning, tell me, if not with Night
in its riverbed of tears,
Night that shows plunging suns the sown seed
over and over again?

Image: Nocturne in Black and Gold by James Abbott McNeill Whistler

Translucent Networks

Posted by – 09/09/2013

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Years of solitude had taught him that, in one’s memory, all days tend to be the same, but that there is not a day, not even in jail or in the hospital, which does not bring surprises, which is not a translucent network of minimal surprises.

— Jorge Luis Borges
“The Waiting”

Now We Are Here

Posted by – 09/02/2013

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First, there was earth without anything alive on it. For billions of years this ball was spinning with its sunsets and its waves and the sea and the noises, and there was no thing alive to appreciate it.

– Richard Feynman
The Meaning of It All

Getting Up

Posted by – 05/09/2013

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Recently, while discussing life/livelihood integration with a friend, I declared my three contemporary role models as astrologer Mystic Medusa, punk legend Ian Mackaye and artist/hustler David Choe. That last one, Choe, took some explaining. He’s your mother’s worst nightmare: sex addiction, gambling, jail time, prolific graffiti. He is exuberantly crude, wild and unfettered. But what makes Choe inspiring is that he does what he wants and he was doing it long before he made his mills. Life and livelihood are one continuum: He travels extensively, creates gorgeous art (like the horse pieces bookending this post) and has an unwavering commitment to personal freedom. If you have ever talked yourself out of some crazy awesome idea because that’s not how life works then you need to check every link below and pick up the Choe documentary Dirty Hands.

David Choe on Howard Stern. After detailing masturbation techniques, Choe lays out his history (from Japanese prison to Facebook fortune) and philosophies.
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Thumbs Up. Three season Vice series following Choe and his main bud Harry Kim hitchhiking & train hopping around the U.S. and China. Powerful job-quitting juju.
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Choe + Anthony Bourdain. Choe rocks a red satin suit to Sizzler’s for meatball tacos then visits his awesome family for a Korean-Mexican dinner.

Ice T X David Choe on the power of “Fuck It”

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Battles

Posted by – 04/21/2013

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It takes a lot of battles before you win one. But once you win one, you win them all.

Some words of advice from a recent interview with healthy food champion Michael Pollan. He was talking about legislative fights, but it applies to most hard situations we find ourselves in.

Heart-shaped molotov cocktail from artist Francis Baker’s Armament series.