Tuesday, February 23, 2010
ROBERT'S UNFINISHED PIECES
THe video image quality allowed here is not sufficient. Vimeo may be required...
DORKY, BUT DEADLY.
(FIRST TRY DORK TOSS)
Afterthought: Throwing it is much less dorky than owning it in the first place. Outcome vs. motive...cause vs. effect....
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MY PAINTBRUSH DOESN'T TELL TIME!
First piece I've done for myself in I don't know how long (for our red walls at home) and the thing doesn't keep time. The hands move at some unknown rate. I have tried to fix it and it is useless. Figures. Grandpa Bob was the watch repairman, not I.
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ART
UNINTENDED SUDDEN ACCELERATION
Toyota Executive Says Recall Might 'Not Totally' Solve Accelerator Problems.
I love the term, "unintended sudden acceleration." I will have to muse on this some more later, but for now, I am (totally) reminded of a dialogue....
I love the term, "unintended sudden acceleration." I will have to muse on this some more later, but for now, I am (totally) reminded of a dialogue....
JACKOn a long enough time line, thesurvival rate for everyone drops tozero.Two TECHNICIANS lead Jack to the BURNT-OUT SHELL of aWRECKED AUTOMOBILE. Jack sets down his briefcase, opens itand starts to make notes on a CLIPBOARDED FORM.JACKI'm a recall coordinator. My job isto apply the formula. It's a storyproblem.JACKA new car built by my company leavessomewhere traveling at 60 miles perhour. The rear differential locks up.JACKThe car crashes and burns witheveryone trapped inside. Now: do weinitiate a recall?JACKTake the number of vehicles in thefield, (A), and multiply it by theprobable rate of failure, (B), thenmultiply the result by the averageout-of-court settlement, (C). Atimes B times C equals X...CUT TO: INT. AIRPLANE CABIN - MOVING DOWN RUNWAYJack is speaking to the BUSINESSWOMAN next to him.JACKIf X is less than the cost of arecall, we don't do one.BUSISNESS WOMANAre there a lot of these kinds ofaccidents?JACKOh, you wouldn't believe.BUSINESS WOMAN... Which... car company do you workfor?JACKA major one....
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
INCENTIVE-BASED POLITIC$
Sheila Krumholz of the Center for Responsive Politics said, "Lobbying appears recession proof. Even when companies are scaling back other operations, many view lobbying as a critical tool in protecting their future interests."
Taken from Brodner's blog.
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Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Heligoland (Deluxe Version) Massive Attack
About time for a new release, thankfully. Not like their usual stuff, for the most part. Weird 5 minute songs that tend to layer the most music in the last minute, sometimes after the vocals have ended. Lara says that's a jazz thing. I don't recognize it as such. But I find it fascinating. It makes you patient. But it also makes the album grow on you. Each song, you like it the more you listen to it, even in one go. This is not a critique. I hate all forms of artistic/art critique. Just observation from a musical layman. I don't think it hits me like Mezzanine or 1000th Window, but I think it may be more complex. Might take longer to sink in. Definitely experimental, pushing boundaries or whatever. I think I like it, and think I might like it very much. Maybe in a week I'll hate it.
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Monday, February 15, 2010
LION
My old man painted this when he was around my age. Dunno why he don't like it. Probably too much of a perfectionist. Certainly something he passed on. To say I'm my worst critic is a major understatement. I'll leave it at that.
I'll probably catch flack for posting this painting. But I dunt curr. I think it vurry gud. Look at the eyes.
TRUE GRIT
Wonderful read. Wayne film bored the shit out of me when I was little. Who knows now, but won't bother. Looking forward to the Cohen Brother's re-make next winter. But a film cannot do this book justice, no matter what. Too much narration. Too much written humor and subtlety that couldn't make it into a film, can't translate it all. But they'll get what they can. I'm rooting.
But the book is a masterpiece. Period.
CREATING THE LA LA MILK BOTTLE
THESE THINGS ARE NEVER EASY. PLANS ALWAYS CHANGE DUE TO CIRCUMSTANCE AND PHYSICS. TRIAL AND ERROR.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Chop Shop
Go to this. If not only for Lara's piece. (Okay, and maybe Donald Byrd's weird piece too.*) I'm not biased. I have good taste. (and yes I posted late. I was without computer for a couple days.)
Buy tickets here:
http://www.brownpapertickets.com/browse.html
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
BOB
Dreamed I heard a Dylan song last night that made me cry. Odd thing is, I never heard the song before, I musta made it up.
Wish i could remember the lyrics.
Wish i could remember the lyrics.
They probably sounded like Bob Ross.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
2-1-1: ENTITLEMENT VS. APPRECIATION
THIS WAS PART OF AN E-MAIL THREAD AT WORK. I HAD SPOKEN WITH AN AGGRESSIVE REPEAT CALLER (AS WE CALL THE CHRONIC CALLERS) AND WAS THINKING ABOUT HOW SHE WAS SO PISSED OFF THAT THE SOCIAL SERVICE PROGRAMS WE REFERRED HER TO (I WORK AT A 2-1-1 CALL CENTER) WERE NOT PAYING OFF QUICK ENOUGH, AND SHE JUST KEPT CALLING AND YELLING AT EVERYONE WHO ANSWERED TO PHONE.
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I never will understand the concept that some of our more colorful callers (not a racial adjective) espouse -that someone could yield better service by increasing abusive behavior and harassment. It takes that whole weird notion of entitlement (that’s another doosey by itself) and adds a kick to the groin to try and get results.
I understand the stress is a factor, but it’s like insulting your prison guard to try and get him to let you out. (no prison pun intended)
Why do people feel entitled to assistance in the first place? They call it a rat race for a reason. Capitalist societies are not meant to pick up the fallen. I guess it’s based on hope. Hope that some of the some part of the system is working to help the unfortunate, just out of Greatness.
Before I got this job, I didn’t know (or expect) that so many social services actually existed. It blew my mind that someone could get their rent paid for them and not have to earn it. I lived in poverty for years and never thought to ask for help. Didn’t even cross my mind. I wonder if I would have had I known about it.
I think it’s a cultural phenomenon, where parents who know the system/had to use it, pass on the attitude of getting what you can, where you can, however you can. I just wish that taught behavior more often came with an altruistic reflexive trait, even if it were just gratitude. It always makes you feel better to help those who you know have appreciation.
Of course, that’s not part of our job….treat them all the same, do not judge, we don’t know the story. A good rule, but sometimes an Ayishia comes along and rubs you wrong.
Actually, she didn’t really phase me. But it was a long day, and the last call. By that time I was comfortably numb.
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Monday, February 8, 2010
THE WHEEL OF LIFE
How I feel lately, mentally. (but not too far off physically....I'm getting old and broken)
Being broken or "braided" on the wheel was one of the most insidiously painful methods of torTure and execution practiCed in Europe.
After hanging, “breaking with the wheel” was the most common means of execution throughout Germanic Europe from the early Middle Ages to the beginning of the eighteenth century; in Gallic and Latin Europe the breaking was done with massive iron bars and with maces instead of wheels.
The victim, naked, was stretched out supine on the ground or on the execution dock, with his or her limbs spread, and tied to stakes or iron rings. Stout wooden crosspieces were placed under the wrists, elbows, ankles, knees and hips. The executioner then smashed limb after limb and joint after joint, including the shoulders and hips, with the iron-tired edge of the wheel, but avoiding fatal blows. The victim was transformed, according to the observations of a seventeenth-century German chronicler, “into a sort of huge screaming puppet writhing in rivulets of blood, a puppet with four tentacles, like a sea monster, of raw, slimy and shapeless flesh mixed up with splinters of smashed bones”. Thereafter the shattered limbs were “braided” into the spokes of the large wheel, and the victim hoisted up horizontally to the top of a pole, where the crows ripped away bits of flesh and pecked out eyes. Death came after what was probably the longest and most atrocious agony that the ingenuousness of the power structure could inflict.
FROM THE WEBSITE: "Together with burning at the stake and drawing-and-quartering, this was one of the most popular spectacles among the many similar ones that took place in all the squares of Europe more or less every day. Hundreds of depictions from the span 1450-1750 show throngs of plebeians and the well-born lost in rapt delight around a good wheeling, better if of a woman, best of all if of several women in a row."
Being broken or "braided" on the wheel was one of the most insidiously painful methods of torTure and execution practiCed in Europe.
After hanging, “breaking with the wheel” was the most common means of execution throughout Germanic Europe from the early Middle Ages to the beginning of the eighteenth century; in Gallic and Latin Europe the breaking was done with massive iron bars and with maces instead of wheels.
The victim, naked, was stretched out supine on the ground or on the execution dock, with his or her limbs spread, and tied to stakes or iron rings. Stout wooden crosspieces were placed under the wrists, elbows, ankles, knees and hips. The executioner then smashed limb after limb and joint after joint, including the shoulders and hips, with the iron-tired edge of the wheel, but avoiding fatal blows. The victim was transformed, according to the observations of a seventeenth-century German chronicler, “into a sort of huge screaming puppet writhing in rivulets of blood, a puppet with four tentacles, like a sea monster, of raw, slimy and shapeless flesh mixed up with splinters of smashed bones”. Thereafter the shattered limbs were “braided” into the spokes of the large wheel, and the victim hoisted up horizontally to the top of a pole, where the crows ripped away bits of flesh and pecked out eyes. Death came after what was probably the longest and most atrocious agony that the ingenuousness of the power structure could inflict.
FROM THE WEBSITE: "Together with burning at the stake and drawing-and-quartering, this was one of the most popular spectacles among the many similar ones that took place in all the squares of Europe more or less every day. Hundreds of depictions from the span 1450-1750 show throngs of plebeians and the well-born lost in rapt delight around a good wheeling, better if of a woman, best of all if of several women in a row."
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Friday, February 5, 2010
DON JUAN
"We know that nothing can temper the spirit of a warrior as much as the challenge of dealing with impossible people in positions of power. Only under those conditions can warriors acquire the sobriety and serenity to stand the pressure of the unknowable."
The 4 attributes of wariorship: CONTROL, DISCIPLINE, FORBEARANCE & TIME.
The 4 attributes of wariorship: CONTROL, DISCIPLINE, FORBEARANCE & TIME.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Photos of the Kats/URL TEST...old website
Testing BLOG functions. Funny early Jack and Annabelle photos and video. Why not? Click post heading for link...hopefully.
TECHNO-CHRIST-NICHO
This thing is an absolute bitch to photograph. Walls on every side and glass covering. Electronics parts, xeroxed (use this word in game of scrabble and you will win...) Jesus, glued watch parts, painted Nicho box. It was the funnest thing to build so far. I like working with little parts. I think I would make a good bomb disposal tech. Grandpa watchmaker and father surgeon. I believe habit influences DNA. Or it could be as simple as traits passed on from the weathered technical aptitudes of men of craft trade? Whatever the case, I enjoy taking things apart and putting things together. Too bad my fingers are so big.
I like the cross made of electronic paneling. I plan to recreate this concept again.
In the future, we will be crucified via neurologically uploaded data. The materialization of Hell will be of mans device, and it will be virtual, and electronic. No fire or brimstone necessary. The next (form of) inquisition will be digital.
Monday, February 1, 2010
MA BEST WURK YET!
"The key to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources." ~A. Einstein
Well, there/here you have it. I grew up surrounded by good art. I can't take any credit for my own stuff, let alone this, which is my mothers. Ma needs her own website. Makes me proud. She encouraged any and all tendency to emote via medium. Good vibe to grow up with. Maybe my best lesson ever. Do not hesitate...just let it out...BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY...
Happy birthday Ma. Love ya.
Q.
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