Wednesday, April 16, 2014
artchipel:

Bault | on Tumblr - Untitled. Acrylic on wood (2014)
[Art Writer’s Wednesday with Artchipel]
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
talkin bout that cow dung burnin

talkin bout that cow dung burnin

Sunday, April 13, 2014
humansofnewyork:

His owner told me that according to a Native American myth, dogs with different colored eyes can see both heaven and earth.

humansofnewyork:

His owner told me that according to a Native American myth, dogs with different colored eyes can see both heaven and earth.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
architectural-review:

Central California History Museum by Perry KulperLongitudinal SectionMaterials: mylar, graphite, found imagery, transfer letters + transfer film, cut paper

architectural-review:

Central California History Museum by Perry Kulper
Longitudinal Section

Materials: mylar, graphite, found imagery, transfer letters + transfer film, cut paper

artchipel:

Klaus Leidorf - Remember Summertime, Riemer See Lake, Germany (2013)

artchipel:

Klaus Leidorf - Remember Summertime, Riemer See Lake, Germany (2013)

artchipel:

Klaus Leidorf (Germany) - Aerial Photography

German photographer Klaus Leidorf is an aerial archaeologist who likes to observe the human artifacts from a bird’s eye view. Perched at the window of his Cessna 172, he crisscrosses the skies above Germany, capturing images of farms, cities, industrial sites, and whatever else he discovers along his flight path. Since the late 1980s Leidorf has shot thousands upon thousands of aerial photographs and currently relies on the image-stabilization technology in his Canon EOS 5D Mark III which is able to capture the detail of single tennis ball as it flies across a court. Collectively the photos present a fascinating study of landscapes transformed by the hands of people - sometimes beautiful, sometimes frightening. (src. Colossal)

© All images courtesy the artist

[more Klaus Leidorf | artist found at Colossal]

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

(Source: vh1)

Sunday, March 23, 2014
artchipel:

Henry Hargreaves + Caitlin Levin - FOOD MAPS | New Zelandtypography by Sarit Melmed
oddsuol:

"10 minutes" you text me This song comes on as my tires meet the white pea rock. I patiently wait outside Ms. Allen’s home and stare at the multicolored Christmas lights still hanging mid-May, thinking of when we first kissed under Christmas lights hung above my bed, 2 years prior… with our hearts beating louder than The Antlers were playing and our tired arms collecting blueberries off my nightstand. Talking until 4am  and torturing our tired eyes for the sake of love and lust. I reminisce and smile but feel a pain I can’t bare; a mourning for those pure, irreplaceable memories and those children we once were… before we did things we’d regret and learned lessons that shaped us into adults, until we still loved each other but forgot why, and still wanted our love to be pure but it was buried under the rotten soil of our mistakes, restricting our roots from growing into the forever plant we once watered.  I turn off the song  Wipe a tear from my cheek  And smile as you get in my car

oddsuol:

"10 minutes" you text me
This song comes on as my tires meet the white pea rock. I patiently wait outside Ms. Allen’s home and stare at the multicolored Christmas lights still hanging mid-May, thinking of when we first kissed
under Christmas lights hung above my bed, 2 years prior…
with our hearts beating louder than The Antlers were playing and our tired arms collecting blueberries off my nightstand. Talking until 4am
and torturing our tired eyes for the sake of love and lust. I reminisce and smile but feel a pain I can’t bare;
a mourning for those pure, irreplaceable memories and those children we once were…
before we did things we’d regret and learned lessons that shaped us into adults, until we still loved each other but forgot why, and still wanted our love to be pure but it was buried under the rotten soil of our mistakes, restricting our roots from growing into the forever plant we once watered.
I turn off the song
Wipe a tear from my cheek
And smile as you get in my car

Saturday, March 22, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Saturday, March 15, 2014

Found this band today per Spotify’s recommendation, and-   holy shit. Becca Stevens has a haunting, interesting. exciting sound that mixes alternative folk-style songwriting with some really interesting tonal choices. Plus the groove and sonority of the band is awesomely heavy for a totally acoustic outfit. Although pop-sensibility doesn’t seem to be a priority with these songs, I could see this band’s music being used extensively in film and television.

Check this out.

(Source: Spotify)