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MISSED CONNECTIONS: sophie blackall's visualizations

Handmade Portraits: Sophie Blackall from Etsy on Vimeo.

 

BOOK: ewan morrison's "close your eyes" (august 2012)

 

BOOK: rodari's "lamberto lamberto"

BOOK: e' facile cambiare vita se sai come farlo

BOOKS: karaoke culture

IT'S NEVER TOO LATE: "l'ultimo disco dei mohicani" is the italian high-fidelity + clerks (genius)

BOOK: a geek in japan

SEQUENTIAL ART: chester brown's "paying for it" (2011) is the best graphic novel of the year

Do yourself a favor and buy a copy right now. This is the best graphic novel of the year.

I you liked Caveh Zahedi's I'm a Sex Addict, you'll love this book. (...Ditto for Jonathan Ames' The Alcoholic as well).

Here's one of my favorite parts: 

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THOUGHTS: i wonder what michel de certeau would think of the willis towers' sky ledge

 

"Pull the rug out, though — or rather, pull out the solid floor, all suggestions of support, and stand on layers of glass — and something else happens. You become a vulnerable observer. You look at the city and its expanse, but you can’t settle into complacency or reflective mapping. You end up feeling, along with the amazement, an all-too-human unsteadiness. You are part of that city of course, and are even relying on its technological achievements by standing in this elevated spot. But you also recognize just how unusual and vulnerable those advances are. The city might attempt to transcend the human, but it also readily reflects it. Spend a minute on the glass Ledge, and you feel that in your bones." (Edward Rothstein, The New York Times)

ART: kent williams' painting reminds of j. g. ballard's "the drowned giant"

kent williams

j.g. ballard

"On the morning after the storm the body of a drowned giant was washed ashore on the beach five miles to the northwest of the city. The first news of its arrival was brought by a nearby farmer and subsequently confirmed by the local newspaper reporters and the police. Despite this the majority of people, myself among them, remained skeptical, but the return of more and more eyewitnesses attesting to the vast size of the giant was finally too much for our curiosity. The library where my colleagues and I were carrying out our research was almost deserted when we set off for the coast shortly after two o'clock, and throughout the day people continued to leave their offices and shops as accounts of the giant circulated around the city" (J.G. Ballard)