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One of my tasks for CanSec this year was to find some last-minute artists for a new line of merch, stickers and t-shirts. I immediately tapped Eliza. As gigs go, it was quick and dirty, but her work, as always, is splendid. These are the two of the three designs she offered that we're going with, a cyber re-mix of the New Yorker's most iconic cover and a tribute to Jamie Hewlett. If you would like to hire her for a commission of your own, you can find her portfolio at ElizaGauger or follow her personal blog at 3liza. She also runs regular live video art broadcasts at, (which are announced on her Twitter), and occasionally has work for sale at Sweatshop's BigCartel.

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, 12 ½"x10"x4 ½", handbuilt porcelain clay, by American sculptor Kate Mcdowell, via an essential interview with Scientific America.
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The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore, from Moonbot Studios.
One of five animated short films that will be considered for outstanding film achievements of 2011 in the 84th Academy Awards.

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WIRED has a really nice new piece (with photos and a video of some of the clock restoration!) on one of my favourite inspiring secret-art collectives, UX, the dreamy Parisian group that specializes in fantastical heritage restorations and interstitial spaces:

A mysterious band of hacker-artists is prowling the network of tunnels below Paris,
secretly refurbishing the city's neglected treasures.

Thirty years ago, in the dead of night, a group of six Parisian teenagers pulled off what would prove to be a fateful theft.

[...] This stealthy undertaking was not an act of robbery or espionage but rather a crucial operation in what would become an association called UX, for “Urban eXperiment.” UX is sort of like an artist’s collective, but far from being avant-garde—confronting audiences by pushing the boundaries of the new—its only audience is itself. More surprising still, its work is often radically conservative, intemperate in its devotion to the old. Through meticulous infiltration, UX members have carried out shocking acts of cultural preservation and repair, with an ethos of “restoring those invisible parts of our patrimony that the government has abandoned or doesn’t have the means to maintain.” The group claims to have conducted 15 such covert restorations, often in centuries-old spaces, all over Paris.

[...] UX’s most sensational caper (to be revealed so far, at least) was completed in 2006. A cadre spent months infiltrating the Pantheon, the grand structure in Paris that houses the remains of France’s most cherished citizens. Eight restorers built their own secret workshop in a storeroom, which they wired for electricity and Internet access and outfitted with armchairs, tools, a fridge, and a hot plate. During the course of a year, they painstakingly restored the Pantheon’s 19th- century clock, which had not chimed since the 1960s. Those in the neighborhood must have been shocked to hear the clock sound for the first time in decades: the hour, the half hour, the quarter hour.

[...] One summer, the group mounted a film festival devoted to the theme of “urban deserts”—the forgotten and underutilized spaces in a city. They naturally decided the ideal venue for such a festival would be in just such an abandoned site. They chose a room beneath the Palais de Chaillot they’d long known of and enjoyed unlimited access to. The building was then home to Paris’ famous Cinèmathèque Franèaise, making it doubly appropriate. They set up a bar, a dining room, a series of salons, and a small screening room that accommodated 20 viewers, and they held festivals there every summer for years. “Every neighborhood cinema should look like that,” Kunstmann says.
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YEARS, (2011). A record player that plays slices of wood, translating year ring data into incredible piano music
by reading the "grooves" with a PlayStation Eye Camera and processing its output through Ableton. By Bartholomäus Traubeck.

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Armament, glass molotov-cocktail hearts by photographer and mixed media artist, Francis Baker.

More photos at Street Anatomy.
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The newest breath-taking treasure from The Secret Knots is Music For Stray Days, a special collaboration with The Impossible Girl AKA Kim Boekbinder!

The song in the comic, (featuring the violin strings of none other than our favourite fey, Meredith Yayanos), is available to download as a pay-what-you-want.
foxtongue: (26th birthday)

ROSA from Jesús Orellana.

Via Wired, "Bunkered for months in his Barcelona basement, equipped only with computers and a vivid imagination, DIY filmmaker Jesús Orellana emerged after a year of solitary labor to deliver 2011’s most dazzling sci-fi short. [...] The lush setting brings to mind Avatar’s Pandora, but instead of spending several million bucks on visual effects, 29-year-old comic book artist Orellana made the entire film for a grand total of $99."
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Excerpt from "Opium: Diary of a Madwoman"

Machinery by Géza Szöllősi, click through for more detail under “Betelgeuse”.
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Lunar Alphabet II (1978-9) & Lunar Sentence II (1978-9) by Leandro Katz

Lunar Alphabet II (1978-9) & Lunar Sentence II (1978-9) by Leandro Katz.

Silver gelatin prints from an Argentine artist, born 1938. The decoded sentence reads, "When we pulverize words, what is left is neither mere noise nor arbitrary, pure elements, but still other words, reflection of an invisible and yet indelibible representation: this is the myth in which we now transcribe the most obscure and real powers of language."
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To celebrate my insanely exciting travel/adventure news, I've been blasting my facebook with the good times virus. Here's a round-up of some of the cheerful links, as well as a few extras:

  • A video of Mariachi Connecticut serenading a beluga whale at the Mystic Aquarium.

  • A video of a plane to plane skydive, taken by one of the skydivers.

  • A Swedish man was arrested for trying to split atoms in a home kitchen reactor. "Mr. Handl, 31, said he had tried for months to set up a nuclear reactor at home and kept a blog about his experiments, describing how he created a small meltdown on his stove. Only later did he realize it might not be legal and sent a question to Sweden's Radiation Authority, which answered by sending the police."

  • Revival, Beats Antique's brand shiny new music video.

  • One of the best sci-fi trailer-teasers ever made. (I wish it were for a new favourite television show, but no, it's for a terrible video game).

  • According to Gawker, Newt Gingrich might have paid for the majority of his Twitter followers.

  • Art installation: books rupturing through a wall of an advertising agency in a building that used to be a library.

  • Starting next August, U.S. insurance providers will be required to cover all FDA-approved birth control methods.

  • Timelapse of 3D printout of Stephen Colbert’s head.

  • Explain like I'm five, simply worded answers to complicated questions.

  • Fastest Shave Ever.
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    Lucian Freud Working at Night, 2005

    Lucian Freud, Working at Night, 2005, a photograph by his long-time assistant, David Dawson.
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    Part of this week was spent collecting the last documents required for Irish citizenship, my grandfather's death certificate and a notarized affidavit of estrangement. Terrific, excepting that only two dollars and two cents remained in my bank account when I was done, an oddly symmetrical notation of poverty. I am very grateful to my friend Myke, who, upon discovering the details of my anemic finances, spontaneously sent me a spot of money, enough for the packet of eggs, bottle of milk, and bag of past-the-date oranges which should get me through most of next week. I'm not sure how I would have managed without him. In thankful return, I ask that you take a peek at his store and consider purchasing his lovely steampunk-y Airships & Tentacles Colouring Book, because seriously folks, that rules. Pass it on!
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    Love is Like Life but Longer from Poppy de Villeneuve.


    From Portuguese - Saudade. According to Wikipedia:
    "...a feeling of nostalgic longing for something or someone that one was fond of and which is lost. It often carries a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might really never return."
    Photographs of you make my heart hurt, as if I miss you the way I'd miss my second self lost in an accident, as if my heart is no longer a gift, but only a muscle slowly closing and unclosing with a strength too small to taste, too unhappy to sing, a shout in a room that will never be heard. This is a funeral, a year as hungry as an empty highway, a broken radio, days numbered, months stretching into false dusty infinity. Every morning I wake up the same way, watching for reality, waiting to be. I was there, where were you?

    She opens her bitten, rose-petal mouth and rain drops spill out. She opens her cloud blinded eyes, now the colour of steel locks, and the sound of torn paper falls from the air. (Your city is still carved in the nape of her neck.) Walking out of sunshine, a stolen, wilted flower in her hair, into life the texture of bone, there was something about his smile, eyes always as bright as unexpected lightning, something about his body standing cynically by the side of a road, that was held sharply enough to slice through glass.

    There are certain roads I hesitate to step foot on, the same way I try not to look down your street, as waves of pain constrict my soul, as I resent your vacancy, your undeserved intrusion into my life. Memories float to the surface, all wax on water, like bruises swollen with a tender, fierce regret. Should I have come out swinging? It was unnatural how fast you turned, changling child, honey tongued fairy fire, a shape-shifter in the clothes of a friend. You were faithless, even as I relied on you, a star that burned a dirty hole in my trust, the deep-language reason my laughter started to feel so much like lying.
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    Dear Photograph: take a picture of a picture from the past in the present.

    E-mail submissions to:

    Dear Photograph, Thank you for everything we had.

    Dear Photograph, Dad never took a picture of me, ever.
    Then I noticed his reflection in the glass. Happy Father’s Day, Dad. Anonymous.
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    Zero from Zealous Creative.

    Also: Behind the scenes of Zero and a quick, enchanting peek at his next film, (which I am seriously, seriously excited for), The Maker.
    foxtongue: (have to be kidding)
    o rly

    Doug, Tony, and Rafael at one of the public art pieces at the capitol hill subway station construction site.


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