Notes to no one.
Spent the last several hours adventuring in Minecraft trying to find a desert biome. I have never had this experience before. I’ve lost count of how many Nether portals I’ve constructed to warp myself into potential hotspots. I’ve traveled leagues upon leagues of digital ocean and still haven’t found a desert. Deserts aren’t that rare, I should’ve found one by now, it’s driving me insane. I’m gonna go back at it… I just can’t fathom these odds.
Hello Flo just knocked the tampon industry off it’s feet.This is the gutsiest ad campaign I’ve seen in awhile.
This is SO CUTE and also, so real. Didn’t everyone have a Gyno Friend? Mine was Alicia, and we heard all about her period in the tubes at Chuck E. Cheese when we were 9.
Let’s just move past the fact that I just really enjoyed a commercial about tweens getting their periods.
Ladies and gentlemen: this is why virality was invented.
There just aren’t enough kudos for this.
Love. Love. Love. And love.
TOTL is one of those shows that I’ve been hearing about for a while now; a lot of positive buzz. And seeing as how most of the shows I watch are on hiatus (Oh how I hate Summer), I thought I’d give it a shot.
What’s great about the show, right off the bat, is that it’s a concise, complete story. A mini-series, only seven (~1-hour) episodes long, which is refreshing given how long most narrative dramas are these days.
It’s every bit as good as I heard it was. It’s dark, beautiful, slow-burning, deftly acted, gorgeously shot, atmospheric, and tense. I didn’t know much of the story going in, so I won’t expound on the plot, I’ll just say that if you love crime dramas and mysteries, you won’t be disappointed by this one. It’s available on Netflix Watch Instantly right now (which is how I watched it).
The Highlights: Elisabeth Moss. For a long time now I’ve felt the major failing of Mad Men has been the show’s focus on Don Draper/Jon Hamm. I’ve dreamt of an alternate universe in which Elisabeth Moss took center stage. So it’s really great to see her helm her own series here, she’s a great actor.
Holly Hunter. A Jane Campion produced show featuring Holly Hunter? The teenage-me who was all about The Piano back in the day was overjoyed by this. A nice spiritual reunion of sorts. And as great as Elisabeth Moss was, I truly wish the stars had aligned and Anna Paquin had managed to take up the role of Robin as originally planned. Another alternate universe I can dream of.
The Lowlights: Nitpicking here, and maybe an instance in which marathon-viewing worked against me (I finished it in two goes), but at times I found the main theme grating. Not in and of itself, it’s actually perfectly paired with the material in my view, I just found myself annoyed by its overuse. Like I said, a nitpick.
I should also mention that the show straddles the line between being ponderous and meditative. There were times when I felt it was monotonous, but those moments were few and far between. The show’s not a huge commitment, so I wouldn’t sweat that feeling should you come up against it, like all things, it’ll pass. The overall experience/story is well worth the viewing.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via meganq)
The only thing that could’ve made this video better is if it turned into a snuff film. Fucking douche bag.
Some progress on my latest drawing.
Been so bad about regularly posting updates. In general, and in regards to this particular piece. But then I’ve been so bad (and sometimes good) about actually putting pen to paper.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how future posts like this should go… I like the idea of having a timeline intact, in the end. A collection of snapshots. So I guess the best place to start is at the beginning. Warning, a lot of stream-of-consciousness blather to follow.
It was a few weeks ago now (three according to Instagram)… At the time I found myself at the beginning of one of those cycles again. Began dreaming of ghosts and shadows. Had another a couple of days ago in fact. This loving and dying all twisted together. This lover/brother/friend, now dead, and in my head. Always in my head, of course, but now, again, in my dreams. And over and over again this feeling. Getting hung up on, stuck on this feeling of being. What was, in the here and now. Right now, at this very moment as I type this, a particular day, a vision, an image, and him. So much here that it feels real. But not. Beginning and ending in the same moment. Over and over and over again. This Cosmic Truth. A twister, tearing and weaving, apart and together, again and again and again.
I sometimes feel like I’m on the trail of this thing. And I feel pretty confident now that creation and love are key in slaying this beast. So again, it was a few weeks ago, while in this headspace that I thought it was a good idea to put pen to paper.
I don’t get asked about it often, but it happens, and I… It’s hard to describe. It’s not a loving, it’s not a happiness, it is so much more… it is the quintessence of transcendence. It’s so not this place. It is beyond me and beyond… Just beyond. The trick is getting there. And this beast does all it can to keep you from it. And who knows what it is, maybe it’s feeling weaker one day, or maybe you’re feeling stronger… But eventually you get there. It is so beautiful. It’s such a raw energy. A… just as I begin to wrap words around it, it breaks free. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Nothing can touch it, nothing can hold it. It’s the perfect weapon.
That’s how these always begin. Some sort of tension, some silent, secret war in which I will out and conquer to some small degree. That’s the beginning.
Top row, left to right.
Image One: This is what really started it all. Well, relatively speaking. I could tell you what really started it all, but… I’d like to keep that secret, at least for now. Anyway, I find myself sketching things out in Paper (iOS) a lot these days. Which is something of a problem. I don’t know what it’s like for a lot of other artists, but for me, when it comes through, when the urge is there, it only really leaves until I see it in the real. I can see it in my mind’s eye just fine, but it’ll drive me insane if I don’t actually create something, however crude. And that’s where Paper is a problem, ‘cause it’s fast and easy and it scratches that itch. And afterward it’s sorta like… Well it’s just that, afterward. It’s done. You’re done. I’m done. Where’s the cigarette, so to speak. It takes that much more effort to see actual work on paper (physical dead-tree paper I mean) these days. Plenty of Big “P”aper sketches, not so many Little “P”aper ones. But I sorta figure the ones that really need it will make themselves known. It’s not a huge problem.
Image Two: Taking a step back, I realize that I might be in trouble… It’s gonna be a tight fit. But I tend not to worry about this sorta thing too much. It’s one of those things that I chalk up to destiny/fate, kinda sorta. They’re like mistakes. Whenever I make a “mistake” I imagine the image is finding its voice and telling me where it wants to go. Or the murky parts of the grand design that are hidden from me only remain hidden because there’s no other way for me to get there but through these “mistakes”. Sometimes one leads to another, and another, and yet another until I realize that after all my “corrections” I’ve created just the thing I felt I needed to, but just couldn’t see that I needed to. Anyway, that’s what I hope is happening now with this sizing issue, ‘cause I really do feel like things would be perfect if I had more real estate to work with. But we’ll see.
Image Three: Lotta Nirvana last week. Again, I wanna create a collection of snapshots. It was about like week, almost two weeks ago when I needed them. I’m always listening to music while I draw, so while they weren’t the only artists I was listening to, they were certainly the headliners. In definite need for something raw, something powerful, something… These sorta intersections, these conflicts, this war, this fire, this power… I just needed to listen to a lot of Nirvana.
Bottom row, Image Four: This past week/past few days it’s been these watchwords, so frequent you might even call them mantras. The first bore out of Tori Amos’ Father Lucifer. Particularly the version of Father Lucifer she was keen to perform during the 97’-99’ era. At that time she added a bridge, ever-changing but more or less the same, that included this line: I can take you through a door. She performed this version on her VH1 Storytellers appearance, the expanded “And if you want something from her / Well I can’t be her but I can take / Take you through a door”, is something I just can’t get out of my head.
I also can’t seem to shake Massive Attack’s Teardrop. Over and over and over again I hear: “Water is my eye / Most faithful mirror”.
I can take you through a door. Most faithful mirror. I can take you through a door. Most faithful mirror. Over and over, again and again.
I thought it’d be a good idea to always leave off with an image that focused in on the final element I’d just drawn. I have a visual reference for it, in my real life, a memory, but it’s so focused on one particular image that I can’t see anything else… It’s driving me crazy. I don’t know who it’s from, where it is, even when… no concept of day or night. But I can see it, it’s so weird. Maybe it’ll come to me later.
Anyway, I hope to post more in the coming week. Maybe precisely in a week. Like I said, I feel these should be more regular. Weekly sounds doable.
Cortex: The 3D-Printed Cast
After many centuries of splints and cumbersome plaster casts that have been the itchy and smelly bane of millions of children, adults and the aged alike the world over, we at last bring fracture support into the 21st century. The Cortex exoskeletal cast provides a highly technical and trauma zone localized support system that is fully ventilated, super light, shower friendly, hygienic, recyclable and stylish.
The cortex cast utilizes the x-ray and 3d scan of a patient with a fracture and generates a 3d model in relation to the point of fracture.
By Jake Evill
The urge to hurl myself off a cliff has never been so great. I’d love to have these covering my broken arms and legs.
Would be cool to see them in black and more angular.
Downloaded VSCO Cam earlier this evening… it seems as though I’ll never settle on a mobile photo app. I jumped from Camera+ (a year(s)long(?) affair), to KitCam (months), and now to VSCO Cam. We’ll see how long this lasts.
I love the UI, and if you’ve watched the video linked above you know exactly why that is. It screams Windows Phone 8, which of course means it’s perfectly suited for the iOS 7 transition later this Fall. I love how clean it is, and really appreciate the larger touch targets, which is something that’s always driven me crazy with iOS in general; unnecessarily small touch targets when there’s more than enough screen real estate to accomodate larger ones. Grrr! There were a few control functions that were not obvious, but this video cleared everything up. It’s obviously not a perfect solution, making the user search out how to navigate the UI, but I was motivated to do so since my initial impression of the app was so positive. I did find it weird that there wasn’t the slightest tutorial within the app itself, seems kind of… well like I said, weird, if not, arrogant.
The app is free with the option to buy upgrades in the form of filters. Purchased in individual sets you could rack up a $16 bill, unless you opt to buy the whole lot (like I did) for $5.99 (currently on sale). I know, filters are… well, you either love ‘em or you hate ‘em. I’ll say I don’t mind them, especially if they’re not ridiculously ostentatious. I dig the full suite of filters here, especially the way in which they’re organized, in sets based around a mood/tone. And I’m just a sucker for the whole Pantone color swatch allusion they’ve got going on, I was sold as soon as I saw them.
Anyway, I could go on and on about all of the app’s little features, but the videos within this post will cover all the bases, I didn’t expect to actually give a proper review anyway, I just wanted another excuse to play around with the app and post the results.
It’s also worth noting that I was running the app on an iPhone 4, and if you plan to too, be prepared for a noticeable (and maybe even frustrating?) performance lag when applying filters and such. That said, when it came to the business of actually taking photos and navigating around your photo library and whatnot, it was rather snappy. Still, it’s clear to me that this app was designed to run on the iPhone 5… well, I didn’t run it on the 4S so maybe that would be fine too? In any case, iPhone 4 users, consider yourself warned.