Monday, May 27, 2013

Immersed in The Twist

 

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“Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.”

~Twyla Tharp

 

 

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Massive, glitched out oil paintings by Corinne Washmut

 

 

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“there's a lot of ‘reality’ in the virtual, and a lot of ‘virtual’ in our reality. When we use a phone or a computer we're still flesh-and-blood humans, occupying time and space. When we're frolicking through a field somewhere, our gadgets stowed far away, the internet still impacts our thinking: ‘Will I tweet about this when I get back?’

My plan was to leave the internet and therefore find the ‘real’ Paul and get in touch with the ‘real’ world, but the real Paul and the real world are already inextricably linked to the internet. Not to say that my life wasn't different without the internet, just that it wasn't real life.”

read more about the man who lived a year without the internet here.

 

 

 

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Below are some shots from Fabian Oefner’s new experiment entitled “Black Hole”. Check out more of his half science, half art projects here.

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Calming, larger than life works by Hiroshi Senju

 

 

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I’ve been having these repeating dreams of floating airports in the sky… I spend my time in the terminal looking out at the clouds, the atmosphere. The airplanes, they’re more like rollercoasters, in that they twist, loop, rise and fall, but never actually touch the ground. They simply arrive at another airport in the sky. One time I saw a funeral procession from above, unable to get close enough to the ground to prescribe the details of the scene, to see the sadness embodied in the faces of the loved ones…The plane kept me away from all that, wondering if it would ever let me land.

1 comment:

Katy said...

This post is dedicated to my good friend Heather. I will never forget your infectious laugh, your relentlessly sweet-natured heart, and your outstanding drive to be true to yourself. RIP