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.
Better organized and far easier to navigate, I present my overhauled Gallery – thou shalt go stare.
Over & Out!
Giants are ravishing a city, only to be foiled by “DIARRHEA!” as an upbeat chorus cheerfully informs you while they perform a synchronized interpretive dance.
You’d think Pepto Max would make it available on their site, missed opportunity on their part – this commercial is HILARIOUS!!! >:D
One of my favorite artists. I’d forgotten how profoundly trauma inspired his paintings. At the age of 14, he saw his mother’s body retreived from the nearby river, a suicide, her nightgown pulled over her head, obscuring her face.
Additionally, every nude female form in his work was based specifically on his own wife, never anyone else. This is obvious when you see pictures of Georgette Magritte in comparison. I only wish I had a full body shot of her, better demonstrating this.
It seems limiting, to only portray a single female form, but speaks volumes of his love for her, now immortal.
On a sidenote, if you see the movie Dellamorte Dellamore / Cemetary Man, there is a steamy scene based on “The Lovers” painting shown at top. I highly recommend it on many levels: Gnaghi (I love him!), absurdism, sensuality, surrealism, gore and humor.
I cannot wait until the new Dali museum is complete in 2010, to:
A) See more of his work in person (It IS different seeing art in person, it’s far more vivid with more detail than a print can capture!)
The new Dali museum will be more than a bunker, Mr. Hine said. And like its eponym, it will be both practical and eccentric. Preliminary designs call for a tree breaking through one exterior wall, a water fountain shooting from another and a skylight protruding from the roof like a glowing loaf of bread.Mr. Hine said the fountain will do something surprising.
“Maybe there will be pumps that are able to spurt out water that will spell out Dali in the air,” he said. “Or it may dribble in an obscene way. We don’t know. It will definitely get people wet because it will do something unpredictable.”
… and B) to see what that fountain’s up to!
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