Sorry, moose, you’re fucked because the Jebus says you have no soul! :B Fuck that, profusely.
Anyhow, as always, thoroughly entertained with the patronizing art featured on religious propaganda. For example, these people can’t wait to die, yippie!
(Click for another fine sampling of god-shmooking artwork)
“A process at the interface of the medical discipline of anatomy and modern polymer chemistry, Plastination makes it possible to preserve individual tissues and organs that have been removed from the body of the deceased as well as the entire body itself”
The Bodyworlds exhibit was unreal, spectacular!
Points of Interest:
A very sterile installation, all of the souls seem to have long since departed. Logically, if there were to be ghosties, it would center around an area or individual, instead of the body left behind.
Which raises another point, made more readily apparent by this exhibit, that the spark that makes you, you, lies in the energy of the being. How the skin hangs on our bones, how it’s weathered, how we decorate it, the tension in one’s muscles that shape the flesh - the exact same thing that’s missing from CGI - that which departs when we do.
We saw it in Dallas, thanks to Angel of Malevolence! :D Be sure to listen to her station, Redemption Radio where she serves up metal just for you, Ren, for yooou.
I love the points he makes on the absurdity, the absolute foolishness, of Old Testament mandates. >;)
Not one of my personal favorites, but there’s no denying his talent, the misunderstood Vincent Van Gogh fancied himself a realistic painter, rather than the expressionistic one he was labeled as due to his complementary colors and pronounced strokes.
Though “tragically brought down by incomprehension and madness, Van Gogh himself aspired to serenity and happiness.” It eluded him. He snuffed himself at 37, suffering from the seizure disorder and hallucinations, exacerbated by alcohol and probably syphilis as well.”
(Source) - Slideshow on Van Gogh with detail
Of further fascination to me, is the fact that if people were eventually “scanned” for perceived mental illness, we wouldn’t have work like his. The line between madness and creativity is hardly there - afflicting not just artists, but scientists, raising the question:
Do the mad have access to hidden worlds of imagination, denied to the sane? Is madness the final frontier of art and science? Is genius only a step away from insanity?
(Source)
Better organized and far easier to navigate, I present my overhauled Gallery - thou shalt go stare.
Over & Out!
Using functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI), neuroscientists are able to determine the following:
Already, scans have been used to identify brain signatures of disgust, drug cravings, unconscious racism, and suppressed sexual arousal, not to mention psychopathy and propensity to kill.
Interestingly, John-Dylan Haynes, coins the phrase, “mental privacy,” which is exactly what concerns me about this.
(Source) - complete with links to abstracts and additional detail
Visit the Gallery, click on Design, to peep the full sized version of the Illustration I did this weekend, shown top-right.
