I am so happy to live near this big park in Madrid.
And there are certain kinds of visual acts which I’m always hoping to stumble upon. Unusual juxtapositions, surprising color combinations, new modes of visual expression…I am always interested by anything graphical that strikes me as (this is difficult to put into words) excitingly wrong. There is a cool-factor to certain images that lie just on this side of disagreeable…pictorial effects that make me think “this will bother a lot of unimaginative people.” Whenever I see something like that, a piece of art or graphic design that has that special kind of wrongness about it, I think “I need to do something like this myself.” Attendant to this is always the feeling of “in the future, this will be done a lot.” In other words, today’s ugly is tomorrow’s beautiful.
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Graffiti by E 1000.
From my collection of square photographs.
A must-see rundown of the ways the NSA is spying on, well, everybody on this planet. It includes descriptions of hardware used to monitor mobile devices and networks, some details on parcel interception and cancer-inducing wave generators, several pictures of Austin Powers, and other scary stuff. What’s not to like?
The rest of the 30th Chaos Communication Congress talks can be watched here.
Photographs from my recent trip to Barcelona in the photo sharing site of the moment, exposure.so.
So this is how teenagers use Twitter nowadays?
Reading about writing. (at Estación de Madrid-Chamartín)
CartoDB, circa 1987 (click on the picture for 2x size)
at Mercado de Motores
The last message of the forces on Peleliu was “Sakura, Sakura” — cherry blossoms. Japanese pilots would paint them on the sides of their planes before embarking on a suicide mission, or even take branches of the trees with them on their missions. A cherry blossom painted on the side of the bomber symbolized the intensity and ephemerality of life; in this way, the aesthetic association was altered such that falling cherry petals came to represent the sacrifice of youth in suicide missions to honor the emperor. The first kamikaze unit had a subunit called Yamazakura or wild cherry blossom. The government even encouraged the people to believe that the souls of downed warriors were reincarnated in the blossoms.