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“Salesmanship,” a newspaper blackout by Austin Kleon
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Posted on May 6, 2013 via Bohemea with 1,242 notes
Source: lookbooks.com
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If you have Netflix, watch this movie immediately. Do not pass go, Do not collect $200.
If you don’t have Netflix, go about your other means and track down this movie:“Nina Conti: Her Master’s Voice”
It’s heartbreaking, hilarious, and endlessly charming. Cross between love story, documentary, and eulogy.And if you don’t believe me, you’ll believe the av club, right?
Posted on May 2, 2013 with 3 notes
Source: youtube.com
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By Christian Hopkins, this very talented young photographer uses his photography as a true artistic outlet to help with his depression. The whole set of images are just stunning and really draw you in, a perfect example of how art can help a person having a difficult time to express themselves.
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Posted on April 21, 2013 via The Rhumboogie with 66,325 notes
Source: mymodernmet.com
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The most accurate map in the history of maps.
Cartoon by Oslo Davis. For his animated short “Melbhattan” parodying the opening title sequence of Woody Allen’s Manhattan, go here.
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I don’t want to just shit on the theatre: It’s bad everywhere, because it’s all business, real-estate space with actors. It’s no longer something vital. I used to think that the theatre was like a good newspaper: It provided a service; people wanted and needed it; revenue was provided by advertisers who bought space if the paper delivered, but profit was not the motive—the motive was the dissemination of truth and news and humor. Who goes to the theatre at all now? I think those in the theatre go because it’s an occupational requirement: They want to keep an eye on what the other guys are going, and they want to rubberneck backstage with those who might use them in the future. But who are the audiences? They want relief not enlightenment. They want ease. This is fatal.
Posted on April 2, 2013 via DAMN, SON. with 3 notes
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ce n’est pas une vidéo
Tribute to Rene / flipEvil (by Box Of Toys Audio Ltd)
Posted on February 3, 2013 with 1 note
Source: vimeo.com
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Alice Wants To Play With Your Face
Those of you who know me, knows that I like to do unmentionable things with colour on my face.
You might not know that I sometimes put products with brushes on other people’s faces too. Those events are not as well documented. And this year, I want to start making money doing this.
I’m working on getting a portfolio together, but you kids all know me, so start spreading the word.
For headshots, weddings, photo shoots, video shoots, shoots of any kind, graduations, or a party your ex-boyfriend invited you to and you know he’s bringing his current girlfriend, if you’re in New York, THEN LET ME MAKE YOU HAWT.
I’m waaaaaay cheaper than that person your photographer is going to recommend.
Hit me up for quotes, yo.
ps/If you want a one-on-one in person class/tutorial, it’s gonna cost you some, but you’ll get the no frills mind dump of everything I know down to tailored recommendations on what products to buy and what colour eyebrows you should rock.For examples of stupid things I do to my face, look here, here, here, here, and obviously, the “no-make” look here. For height of stupidity on the face, however, it’s here, here, and here.
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Whenever I’m in rehearsal, and getting exasperated that no one will get it/like it, or even worse, get it but still not like it, I just think of all the other beautiful things that people neither get, nor like. 18 dedicated hours of rehearsal over a number of weeks on top of the pre-scheduled 6 days a week rehearsals, and endless practice at home risking shin splints just to get a walk that will be seen for about 2 seconds of the show? Worth. It. (I hope. God, I hope.)
My show opens in a month, y’all. I hope you come see it. And if you don’t like it, you can tell me, we’ll still be friends.
I was in this prematurely air-conditioned supermarket. And there were all these aisles, and there were these bathing caps that you could buy, that had these kind of Fourth-of-July plumes on them, that were red, and yellow, and blue. And I wasn’t tempted to buy one, but I was reminded of the fact that I had been avoiding the beach.
(More impressed with myself typing all that out from memory from months ago.)
