Justin Bieber attempts to walk through glass
And fails. If you missed the Biebians here‘s your last chance.
And fails. If you missed the Biebians here‘s your last chance.
Using animation, sounds warping and time shifts, this video runs forwards and backwards looking for forgotten details, mimicking the way memories are replayed in the mind.
LoopLoop is made from a sequence captured in a train going to Hanoi in Vietnam. I filmed the houses boarding the railroad. The 1000 images of this sequence have been stitched into one long panoramic image. Into this long still image, I integrated other moving elements and built smooth transitions over it.
(via Das Kraftfuttermischwerk)
Janelle Monae released her debut record The ArchAndroid
Painting courtesy of Rosco Kickingstone at Le Voyeur Cafe and Lounge in Olympia. Photo courtesy of Robert Whitlock. Irony courtesy of Arizona.
As seen in an Olympia, WA coffeehouse.
Update: Xeni Jardin points out, “Y’all know the origin of that, right? Yolanda Lopez’ iconic mid-90s poster art.
(via Seattle Weekly)
Freakin’ brilliant!
Previously on Dangerous Minds:
Why God created Photoshop
Us lucky Angelenos. Not only do we get free kid’s concerts by our favorite psych rock legends but we also have The Corpse Flower ! If you’re in the area in early June you too can witness, with multiple senses, The Titan Arum or “Corpse Flower” in rare bloom.
Native to the equatorial rain forests of Sumatra, the Amorphophallus titanum, or Titan Arum, can reach more than 6 feet in height when it blooms, opening to a diameter of 3–4 feet. But the plant is perhaps most famous—or infamous—for its exceptionally foul odor. Hence the nickname, Corpse Flower. Contributing to the plant’s powerful fascination is the fact that blooms are extremely rare. To date, only about 50 flowerings have been recorded in the United States. The 1999 bloom at The Huntington was the first ever documented in California. In its natural environment, the “Corpse Flower” is pollinated by carrion beetles, sweat bees, and flesh flies. It attracts those insects by sending off a foul odor like rotting meat. The strong smell can travel long distances in the Titan Arum’s native tropical forests, ensuring that insects can pick up the scent in time to pollinate the flowers during their short bloom time.
The Huntington: It’s Back! “Corpse Flower 2010”
thx Juan Gomez!
One of the week’s highlights in viral videos. Warning: spoilers alert if you happen to be one of the few people living on Planet Earth who’s not caught up with Lost this season. (And speaking of Lost, did you see this list: 50 Questions Lost Really Does Need to Answer? Totally worth a look. I can’t see HOW they’re going to explain some of them, but what do I know?)
Via Kottke.org
“Less Taxation, More Stimulation.” Yeah… right. I found this by accident today, I swear it. And you can believe me when I tell you this, because the idea of seeing Sarah Palin (or someone who looks just like her) naked is not something I’d personally find very exciting. (In fact, I’m not sure I’d find a nude, ready, willing and waiting Sarah Palin sexually enticing even if I’d spent the previous two decades in a state penitentiary… Thankfully this is not a dilemma I am likely to face in this lifetime).
Two amusing things: One, they extended the invitation for Sarah Palin to be a celebrity judge, “although no response was received” (offer her $100k next time and she might show up) and two, the strip club where this event takes place in Chicago, the Admiral X Theater, is offering to donate the proceeds from selling their “We support the Tea Party” tee-shirts to the local chapter of Tea partiers. Will they accept these tainted funds? Let’s hope so!
Holy, WTF! I’m not sure what’s more disturbing about the above clip: the 23-year-old woman’s screams, or the tattoo artist’s lack of any response whatsoever? Oh, and the saga continues: here’s the Part II of sorts.
The current Arthur‘s running a lengthy piece entitled, “Out! Demons Out!: An Oral History of the 1967 Exorcism of the Pentagon and the Birth of Yippie!” Dangerous Minds hero Kenneth Anger is just one of the many voices chiming in (Allen Ginsberg, Paul Krassner, and Ed Sanders are others), but, judging from the snips below, the filmmaker’s bluntly amusing jabs might be hard to top. Here’s his take on what it was like infiltrating the Pentagon:
There were a bunch of idiots there. I didn’t consider myself an idiot, but maybe other people would. [laughs] There were these hothead lefties, who, their idea was they would take over and kill the capitalists. Well, that’s not very practical. Then there were Hare Krishnas, peacenik idiots, saying peace peace, or something like that. I didn’t go for anything like that. It was so annoying.
I just walked right in. I had studied how the Pentagon staff were dressed, and I was just like them. I wore a dark blue conservative suit. I even had a small American flag on my lapel. I was attacking Mars, the god of War. He’s still our ruling god. If you think Mars is an extinct thing from the antique past that we can just laugh at now, forget it. Mars is still here.
I had a map of the Pentagon. I went into every single men’s room and left—in a place where it was bound to be discovered, usually on the seat where anyone using that stall would have to see it, not on the floor, of course! —a talisman which was written on parchment paper, drawn in india ink. Each one was drawn individually using one of Crowley’s talismans as my guide. I’m sure no one in the Pentagon could figure out what this thing meant. There was nothing like “War is bad” on it. There weren’t even English words. They probably could figure out it was something occult. They know about those things, and they have a reference library.
I went from one men’s room to the next. I didn’t stop until I had scattered all 93 of my talismans—because 93 is a sacred number for Crowley. Then I walked out, it was all very inconspicuous. The security guard looked at me and gave me a nice look, like we’re all looking after each other. If I’d been stopped and put in handcuffs that would’ve been unpleasant. That isn’t the way I want to spend my time in Washington—I had a ticket to the opera for later that week.
Won’t you now take some time out for a Puce Moment?
