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3rd November 2009

Photo reblogged from MEaT with 3 notes

michaeleckblad:

Drop Everything and RunOne Year Anniversary – The End of Running
Well, it’s been one year to the day since I stopped running. While not really a benchmark in and of itself, I thought I’d take the opportunity to update you on the project. If you’ve been following along, you’ve no doubt noticed that I haven’t yet presented anything from the ‘running’ phase – the project site only includes material from the ‘pre’ and ‘post’. Suffice to say that the realities of ‘post-running’ life (money) have required quite a bit of my attention this past year, leaving less than desired for art-making. Instead of rushing things along, I’m taking time to ensure the year+ of material gets proper attention. Pardon our dust.
In the meantime, enjoy a taste of things to come. This photograph was taken one year ago today – a gorgeous morning at Roden Crater.

Bated breath. (And yes, it’s that Roden Crater)

michaeleckblad:

Drop Everything and Run
One Year Anniversary – The End of Running

Well, it’s been one year to the day since I stopped running. While not really a benchmark in and of itself, I thought I’d take the opportunity to update you on the project. If you’ve been following along, you’ve no doubt noticed that I haven’t yet presented anything from the ‘running’ phase – the project site only includes material from the ‘pre’ and ‘post’. Suffice to say that the realities of ‘post-running’ life (money) have required quite a bit of my attention this past year, leaving less than desired for art-making. Instead of rushing things along, I’m taking time to ensure the year+ of material gets proper attention. Pardon our dust.

In the meantime, enjoy a taste of things to come. This photograph was taken one year ago today – a gorgeous morning at Roden Crater.

Bated breath. (And yes, it’s that Roden Crater)

Tagged: friendsart

3rd November 2009

Photo

A wall of Chris Ware. (via walkwhilereading)

A wall of Chris Ware. (via walkwhilereading)

Tagged: chris warecomicsillustrationart

2nd November 2009

Photo with 3 notes

“Main ward,” 2009, C-Print
From Kirill Kuletski’s Speleotherapy series:
The therapy which takes place at Solotvyno is based on a method known as Speleotherapy, an alternative therapy for asthma and other respiratory diseases. This therapy was discovered in Poland in the 1950s when it was noticed that salt mine workers rarely suffered from tuberculosis. Scientists found that the salt-permeated air of the working salt mine helped to dissolve phlegm in the bronchial tubes and also killed the micro-organisms which caused infections – and that this greatly helped patients who were undertaking treatment for asthma.
(via manymany)

“Main ward,” 2009, C-Print

From Kirill Kuletski’s Speleotherapy series:

The therapy which takes place at Solotvyno is based on a method known as Speleotherapy, an alternative therapy for asthma and other respiratory diseases. This therapy was discovered in Poland in the 1950s when it was noticed that salt mine workers rarely suffered from tuberculosis. Scientists found that the salt-permeated air of the working salt mine helped to dissolve phlegm in the bronchial tubes and also killed the micro-organisms which caused infections – and that this greatly helped patients who were undertaking treatment for asthma.

(via manymany)

Tagged: ukrainephotographyunderground

2nd November 2009

Photo reblogged from Many with 5 notes

Rachel Hulin (via manymany)

Rachel Hulin (via manymany)

Tagged: photography

2nd November 2009

Photo reblogged from Useless Knowledge with 15 notes

New Yorker cover by Chris Ware (via chriswilliamsdesigns)

New Yorker cover by Chris Ware (via chriswilliamsdesigns)

Tagged: chris warenew yorkerillustration

2nd November 2009

Quote reblogged from The Porcupine School of Poetry with 21 notes

There are different species of laziness: Eastern and Western. The Eastern style is like the one practised in India. It consists of hanging out all day in the sun, doing nothing, avoiding any kind of work or useful activity, drinking cups of tea, listening to Hindi film music blaring on the radio, and gossiping with friends. Western laziness is quite different. It consists of cramming our lives with compulsive activity, so there is no time at all to confront the real issues. This form of laziness lies in our failure to choose worthwhile applications for our energy.

Sogyal Rinpoche

porcupineschool:

Reblogging cool quotes on Tumblr and Facebook is a pretty good example of Western laziness. Pointing irony counts, too.

Guilty as charged.

Tagged: buddhism

30th October 2009

Photo reblogged from Many with 7 notes

Torbjørn Rødland (via manymany)

Torbjørn Rødland (via manymany)

Tagged: photography

29th October 2009

Photo reblogged from WEST BANK SOCIAL CENTER with 12 notes

Come ghost hunting at the West Bank Social Center! This month’s rent party just happens to fall on All Hallows’ Eve, so we’re exploring the space and exposing its supernatural elements. We’ll also be presenting results from a smaller, all-night paranormal inquiry that took place last Saturday.
You can participate by swapping real-life ghost stories, practicing divination techniques, making ectoplasm, and snapping spirit photos with photographer Crystal Liepa.
And because hunting ghosts is hard work, there will also be music. Tunes from DJ Jonathan Ackerman and ritualistic dancing to commence at 11:30pm.
That’s next Saturday, October 31st, 9pm-2am at the WBSC. There will be a $5 cover at the door, costumes are not required.
RSVP to the Facebook event!
(photo: “A Seance” by spirit photographer William Hope)

Come ghost hunting at the West Bank Social Center! This month’s rent party just happens to fall on All Hallows’ Eve, so we’re exploring the space and exposing its supernatural elements. We’ll also be presenting results from a smaller, all-night paranormal inquiry that took place last Saturday.

You can participate by swapping real-life ghost stories, practicing divination techniques, making ectoplasm, and snapping spirit photos with photographer Crystal Liepa.

And because hunting ghosts is hard work, there will also be music. Tunes from DJ Jonathan Ackerman and ritualistic dancing to commence at 11:30pm.

That’s next Saturday, October 31st, 9pm-2am at the WBSC. There will be a $5 cover at the door, costumes are not required.

RSVP to the Facebook event!

(photo: “A Seance” by spirit photographer William Hope)

Tagged: wbscparanormal

29th October 2009

Photo reblogged from love all this with 7,924 notes

loveallthis:

Inspired by jeannr, I flowcharted the Beatles classic, ‘Hey Jude.’

Na na nanana naaaa….

loveallthis:

Inspired by jeannr, I flowcharted the Beatles classic, ‘Hey Jude.’

Na na nanana naaaa….

Tagged: musicvisualization

28th October 2009

Photo reblogged from Walk While Reading with 33 notes

walkwhilereading:

The More Loving One by W.H. Auden
Looking up at the stars, I know quite wellThat, for all they care, I can go to hell,But on earth indifference is the leastWe have to dread from man or beast.How should we like it were stars to burnWith a passion for us we could not return?If equal affection cannot be,Let the more loving one be me.Admirer as I think I amOf stars that do not give a damn,I cannot, now I see them, sayI missed one terribly all day.Were all stars to disappear or die,I should learn to look at an empty skyAnd feel its total dark sublime,Though this might take me a little time.

Auden appears, unexpectedly.

walkwhilereading:

The More Loving One by W.H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

Auden appears, unexpectedly.

Tagged: audenpoetry