It's kind of smoky/sexy. Search for it: Suckapants.
Also really loving The Shivers. Search for it: unpiano. It's really sad/soothing.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Physical Theories as Women
From McSweeney's
String theory is off in her own little world. She is either profound or insane. If you start dating, you never see your friends anymore. It's just string theory, 24/7.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
artists: Chuck Connelly
This painting reminds me of Balthus. I really like his 'Mad Men' featured in the Youtube video but couldn't instantly find it on Google and am late meeting Jason to Santogold. (Eee! Santogold!)Note to self, check out the "Art of Failure" documentary.
Learned about him through here.
"After Nature" at the New Museum
They finally have an exhibit that piques my interest. This headless horse looks bad-ass.from 7/17/08 through 9/21/08.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
It's always about love
On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death. Story at kottke, though I don't like his post title.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Last night
Me: I've been thinking about journalism. I like writing.
Minh Huyen: Everyone does. But real sentences and stuff?
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Aquite: Accra. Check it out.
Minh Huyen: Everyone does. But real sentences and stuff?
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Aquite: Accra. Check it out.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
I love Alber Elbaz
I know he would not appreciate this but I just want to put him in my pocket and carry him around with me. I want to be the best friend whom he holds the cigarette holder for at a cocktail party while some other socialite hands me a cat. I love what he says about pink and his belief that it's not for a strong woman but that strong women of today need it, need that care. I love what he says about hating the word "sexy" and loving the word "grand."
Balm for Mediocrity?
I don't know what to think of this article, "Do What You Love and You'll Starve."
"Based on the 2,700 clients I’ve worked with over the past two decades, the hundreds of callers to my career-centric radio show, and my countless other conversations with people about their careers, I’ve come to the conclusion that we’ve been sold a bill of goods when we’re told to “Follow your passion, “ or “Do what you love and the money will follow.” Fact is, if you do what you love, you’ll probably starve."
I dubiously believe the first paragraph applies to me: "If you are a star—very bright, talented, motivated, and personable and you have a passion, even if it’s in a competitive field, sure, go for it."
I'm a star...right?
Although it does make me reconsider going to law school.
"Based on the 2,700 clients I’ve worked with over the past two decades, the hundreds of callers to my career-centric radio show, and my countless other conversations with people about their careers, I’ve come to the conclusion that we’ve been sold a bill of goods when we’re told to “Follow your passion, “ or “Do what you love and the money will follow.” Fact is, if you do what you love, you’ll probably starve."
I dubiously believe the first paragraph applies to me: "If you are a star—very bright, talented, motivated, and personable and you have a passion, even if it’s in a competitive field, sure, go for it."
I'm a star...right?
Although it does make me reconsider going to law school.
Alessandra Facchinetti for Valentino
Facchinetti debuted for Valentino this past January. Her line is beautifully ornate but not what I associate the House of Valentino with.
Cooooooookieeeeeeeees!
I have no idea what this show is or what the hell she stepped into (a giant esophagus?) but I like her enthusiasm for cookies.
Friday, July 4, 2008
I bet a lot of marriages are going to be shook up over this one
A court ruled that Google must divulge viewing habits of every user that has ever watched anything on Youtube. from bbc.
It must be the American in me that is so horrified by this idea. It's not like anything besides porn and pirated movies will be unearthed. Still we value our privacy and freedom to do what we will without ownership or culpability so much that it seems "unethical" for the court to rule this way.
I was just thinking the other day how the government isn't the Big Brother that we feared, it's us, the people. The cover of anonymity will be the downfall of privacy.
It must be the American in me that is so horrified by this idea. It's not like anything besides porn and pirated movies will be unearthed. Still we value our privacy and freedom to do what we will without ownership or culpability so much that it seems "unethical" for the court to rule this way.
I was just thinking the other day how the government isn't the Big Brother that we feared, it's us, the people. The cover of anonymity will be the downfall of privacy.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
ISO50 works on Obama
ISO50 writes about the new poster he was asked to create for Obama08 on his blog.
Obama's campaign is commissioning these artists? I thought for some reason that Shepard Fairey had just decided to use his mass appeal to take up a cause he believed in. Hmm. Don't know how I feel about it now. Or why it should make a difference.
from Strange Attractor where image is up.
Obama's campaign is commissioning these artists? I thought for some reason that Shepard Fairey had just decided to use his mass appeal to take up a cause he believed in. Hmm. Don't know how I feel about it now. Or why it should make a difference.
from Strange Attractor where image is up.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
To Read: Atmospheric Disturbances, by Rivka Galchen
Review
Early in Rivka Galchen's debut novel, Atmospheric Disturbances, the narrator, Dr. Leo Liebenstein, explains the Doppler effect and thereby introduces the novel's extended metaphor. Leo laments that trying to make sense of his suddenly uneven life is "like trying to determine the actual frequency of an object moving away from me at an unknown speed and in an unknown direction, and not knowing whether it in fact was me or the object doing the moving."
The object in question is Leo's wife, Rema, a vaguely mysterious Argentinean woman more than a few years his junior. At the start of the novel, Leo is convinced that Rema has been replaced with a "simulacrum," — a woman who very much resembles Rema physically (she even stands the same way, with her hips tilting slightly inward) and temperamentally, but seems to be just a bit off. Ever the calm, reserved psychiatrist, Leo quietly accepts this simulacrum's arrival, but internally, he is baffled and ungrounded — for once, he cannot reason any deductions from the observable facts. Where is the real Rema? Was she abducted, or did she leave willingly? Is this permanent, or temporary? Instead of confronting the problem head-on, Leo follows a series of bizarre clues that amount to an investigation of the inner workings of the Royal Academy of Meteorology, and specifically one of its researchers: Tzvi Gal-Chen. This investigation, he presumes, will lead him to Rema. The resulting story develops into a beautiful meditation on the nature of observation and perception.
Leo's quest to understand the language and ideas of meteorology stands as a complex, thought-provoking metaphor for his quest to understand the course of his relationship with Rema. Gal-Chen's research, it turns out, centers on the one fundamental problem with meteorology: accurately describing present conditions is exceedingly difficult, making future forecasts almost impossible. Mirroring that, Galchen — the author — suggests that interpersonal relationships are equally challenging to describe and thus predict. And, considering the stylistic, intellectual, and empathetic authority with which she writes, it's very hard to disagree with her.
- Tom Roberge
Early in Rivka Galchen's debut novel, Atmospheric Disturbances, the narrator, Dr. Leo Liebenstein, explains the Doppler effect and thereby introduces the novel's extended metaphor. Leo laments that trying to make sense of his suddenly uneven life is "like trying to determine the actual frequency of an object moving away from me at an unknown speed and in an unknown direction, and not knowing whether it in fact was me or the object doing the moving."
The object in question is Leo's wife, Rema, a vaguely mysterious Argentinean woman more than a few years his junior. At the start of the novel, Leo is convinced that Rema has been replaced with a "simulacrum," — a woman who very much resembles Rema physically (she even stands the same way, with her hips tilting slightly inward) and temperamentally, but seems to be just a bit off. Ever the calm, reserved psychiatrist, Leo quietly accepts this simulacrum's arrival, but internally, he is baffled and ungrounded — for once, he cannot reason any deductions from the observable facts. Where is the real Rema? Was she abducted, or did she leave willingly? Is this permanent, or temporary? Instead of confronting the problem head-on, Leo follows a series of bizarre clues that amount to an investigation of the inner workings of the Royal Academy of Meteorology, and specifically one of its researchers: Tzvi Gal-Chen. This investigation, he presumes, will lead him to Rema. The resulting story develops into a beautiful meditation on the nature of observation and perception.
Leo's quest to understand the language and ideas of meteorology stands as a complex, thought-provoking metaphor for his quest to understand the course of his relationship with Rema. Gal-Chen's research, it turns out, centers on the one fundamental problem with meteorology: accurately describing present conditions is exceedingly difficult, making future forecasts almost impossible. Mirroring that, Galchen — the author — suggests that interpersonal relationships are equally challenging to describe and thus predict. And, considering the stylistic, intellectual, and empathetic authority with which she writes, it's very hard to disagree with her.
- Tom Roberge
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