The Underworld of Stolen Art
Posted on September 28th, 2006Tags: Atrocities, Art, Museums
This was the most descriptive article from Wilford, Idaho.
Snakes, perhaps thousands of them, fell on Lyman Hepworth’s head when he opened the door to a pump house near the small house the couple planned to buy.
“When it warmed up, we walked onto the yard and the whole yard moved,” Jeanine Hepworth told the Rexburg Standard Journal.
I ♥ snakes, but even I would be intimidated by unexpectedly facing a horde!
Apparently, this abandoned house they purchased was a winter haven for serpents. The dilemma now, “it could be difficult because if they move them too far they would die and if they move them close by the snakes would likely return to hibernate.”
My only question, HOW CAN THERE NOT BE A PICTURE WITH THIS ARTICLE?! Blasphemy.
This infuriates me. Livid. What makes it worse, is that it’s in the North Texas area where I am ashamed to live.
The trigger? A 5th grade student on a field trip to the Dallas Museum of Art saw *gasp* a nude sculpture.
One parent complained.
You have to ask yourself where we are headed as a nation. The parents authorized the field trip via permission slips. We see violence everywhere around us and ppl are soiling their undies over uncovered sculptural flesh?!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m down with brutal lowbrow media too, but comparitively speaking on the ol’ pants-shittin’-meter… I see no cause for alarm, other than the heightened level of denial and repression we’re passing onto our kids.
I would love to see a study correlating geographic areas, educational levels, sexual openess vs. the level of violent or sexual crimes in the more ignorant repressed areas. I’m particularly interested in Europe’s statistics, where flesh is not a source of guilt and shame - I imagine the figures would be lower.
Continued from yesterday’s post, further elaboration on how I perceive the man in the moon.
To me, it looks like a face in ecstasy, as best represented by my favorite sculpture, The Ecstasy of St. Theresa by Gian Lorenzo Bernini.

Funny that my favorite sculptor would be devoutly religious, something I am the direct opposite of, at least in the commonly-held sense. Bernini had such a knack for capturing the apex of emotional intensity in blocks of marble.
Here’s more on St. Teresa.
I believe this to be anthropomorphism more than anything, but the images are still captivating.

Below is a perspective view of the structure making up the face seen in the first photo. It doesn’t look quite as I would imagine, to be able cast similar shadows as those seen above.

Of course, I am thoroughly entertained by this, because it is so surreal to see a human face in a naturally-occuring landscape is so surreal.
My favorite instance of this is the man on the moon. As I looked for a picture showing this, it became apparent that most see the face differently than I do. Here’s how I perceive it:

The Man in the Moon

Face darkened using Burn tool in Adobe Photoshop.

Red highlighting added for further facial definition
In a predictable, but still sad, update to a previous post, the baby with cyclopia in India did not survive. What is especially odd to me, is the cancer drug they’re tying into this defect was called Cyclopamine, so it’s not like the side effects were unknown. WTF?
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