Svetlana Karelina made an anatomical plasticine piece that most certainly deserves a spot on this blog.
Cement Eclipses is a series of installations in Chiapas, Mexico, featuring tiny skeletons in reflective poses.
Often sharply dressed in the attire of the living, these little characters are contemplative, curious, melancholy…
Phil Are Go! posted a series of images from a 1946 issue of Popular Mechanics that featured behind the scenes taxidermy. The captions containing the *ahem…cough, cough* “reproduced text” are hilarious.
“Taxidermy” comes from the Latin “taxi”, meaning “yellow car for short term hire” and “dermy”, meaning “having nothing to do with”. Since the dawn of time, Man has been fascinated with killing animals, shoving lots of things into them, and then staring at them. Until the creation of the first museum, these men were just sick weirdos. Now, they are the archivists of the miracle of life, through the glory of death.
The journey of taxidermy begins with the animal being lightly killed. In this photograph, we see a Chimpanzee receiving his “contribution to history injection”. The animal’s last meal may consist of beer or Tang, depending on whether he was a jerk and bit somebody.
Since I can’t take credit for the writing, I’ll let you read the rest here.
Thank you, Bettie!
Today I saw the follow painting by Michael Hutter:
There was a story by its side…
On another occasion the Kranzedan had gone on a cruise, fancying that it would be a relaxing pastime. However, one night, whilst on the high seas, someone shouted ‘Man overboard!’; a child was said to have gone over the rail. In the dark, the child’s light dress could be seen floating on the green-black waves. At once a dinghy was made ready and let down into the water. But the Kranzedan, for whom all of this did not happen fast enough, grabbed a lifebelt and jumped with it into the choppy sea. Though once in the waves he quickly lost his bearings and went astray.
And when the dinghy finally arrived at the child’s body, the seamen discovered that they had gone to the rescue of a large doll. Its young owner was soon clasping her wet darling happily in her arms again. Yet, from that time on the smell of salt and algae emanated from the doll, resisting all attempts at cleaning. Whenever the child lay in bed cuddling her doll, she was afflicted by harrowing nightmares: she was threatened by bizarre anglerfish with bulging eyes; entwined by the muscular tentacles of enormous kraken, whose horny beaks pinched her tender calves and thighs, or; she was swimming through the endless canyons of a town overgrown with coral, in a panic-fuelled flight from something large…
The Kranzedan, however, was never recovered on that strange night on the high seas and he has been missing to this day.
Hutter’s work is largely NSFW, so be warned! There is much nudity and debauchery, but his painting are highly reminiscent of the ghostly, ghastly spectacles of Hieronymus Bosch.
Whovians, this cello version of the Doctor Who theme song is gorgeous (maybe I’m just a sucker for anything redone using the cello).
Anyone watching the new season? What do you think of Peter Capaldi as the Doctor? I must admit, I completely stopped watching the show during the “Amy Pond” era because for some reason I found her intolerable, to the point that I couldn’t even give Matt Smith a fair shot in his role. I still miss the days of David Tennant and Billie Piper. But I’m getting back into it now.