Spotted in Glasgow. This is for you, Whovians.
Lovely piece of street art that appeared on Leith Walk this month. It’s particularly nice because that shop has been abandoned for years.
Jonty Hurwitz walks a fine line between art and science in an awesome way. Hurwitz creates sculptural pieces that explores and studies the way in which we perceive visual space through abstract objects challenging our perception of reality.
For many years, the world’s greatest source of mercury were the mines at Almadén, Spain, which produced some 250,000 metric tons of mercury over nearly two millennia of operation.
So when Spain decided to build a monument to the mine (which was long worked by criminals and slave laborers, most of whom died of mercury poisoning), they commissioned American sculptor Alexander Calder to build a graceful fountain which, instead of water, would pump pure mercury. It was to be displayed at the 1937 World’s Fair.
At the time, the inherent beauty of the liquid metal was well understood, but its toxicity was not. Today, the fountain resides in the Fundacio Joan Miro in Barcelona, Spain, and continues to pump pure mercury, though now it does so behind a pane of glass to protect viewers from touching or breathing fumes produced by this deadly work of art.
The Suicide (Le Suicidé), c. 1880
Casual picture in a local nightclub. Edinburgerers will recognise it from the ‘new’ bongo.
The Priestess of Delphi
Wassily Kandinsky, Composition VI, 1913
“Kandinsky spent nearly six months preparing to create this painting, at first intending the work to evoke a flood, baptism, destruction and rebirth all at the same time. He first outlined the work on an oversized wooden panel, but soon experienced an artistic block, and found himself unable to paint. Gabrielle Munter, his assistant at the time, told him that he was blocked, and he needed to release himself from his intellectual trappings surrounding the painting. She suggested that he simply repeat the word “uberflut,” meaning “flood” or “deluge,” focusing on the sound of the word rather than its meaning, releasing his mind from the artistic block and focusing only on the music of the word. Kandinsky set down to work, and completed the painting in three days, all the while repeating the word like a mantra.” (Source: wikipaintings.org)
I’ve been lucky enough to see this in the flesh when it was in a special guest exhibition at El Prado in Madrid, on load from the St Petersberg Hermitage Museum.
Last night I thought I kissed
the loneliness from out your belly button.
I thought I did, but later you sat up,
all bones and restless hands, and told me that
there is a knot in your body that I cannot undo.
I never know what to say to these things.
“It’s okay.” “Come back to bed.”
“Please don’t go away again.”
Sometimes you are gone for days at a time
and it is all I can do not to call the police,
file a missing person’s report, even though
you are right there, still sleeping next to me
in bed. But your eyes are like an empty house
in winter: lights left on to scare away intruders.
Except in this case I am the intruder and you
are already locked up so tight that no one
could possibly jimmy their way in.
Last night I thought I gave you a reason
not to be so sad when I held your body like
a high note and we both trembled from the effort.
Some people, though, are sad against all reason,
all sensibility, all love. I know better now.
I know what to say to the things you admit to me
in the dark, all bones and restless hands.
“It’s okay.” “You can stay in bed.”
“Please come back to me again.”
“El Coleccionista de Sueños” (The Archive of Lost Dreams) - Cancun, Mexico.
Legend of Zelda: 25th Anniversary
A variety of ice sculptures are lit up during the night at the Ice and Snow Sculpting Featival in Harbin, China.