By UG The Anti-guru

N2S, look up additional Chernobyl "Diaries"

Jane and Louise Wilson 303 Gallery

Oddments Room

Internationally acclaimed artists Jane and Louise Wilson are known for their film and photographic works, often exploring states of consciousness and the experience of place. This summer a series of large-scale photographs from their ongoing investigation into the 1986 Chernobyl nuclear disaster premieres at the John Hansard Gallery. The exhibition also features a number of other works, many previously unseen in the UK.

Atomgrad (Nature Abhors a Vacuum), 2010 is a suite of eight photographic prints depicting deserted interiors from the abandoned town of Pripyat, situated within the 30km wide Exclusion Zone around the site of the disaster. Books remain on shelves and desks, bed frames remain intact and once-exquisite parquet flooring lies on the ground like rubble. A yardstick appears within each image and is a recurring motif throughout the exhibition. These objects of measurement – functional yet obsolete – act as a marker of scale and order, alluding to the tensions between association and analysis, memory and material fact.

http://irisgracepainting.com/ "Paintings by Iris Grace, a 5 year old with an extraordinary talent to express herself through painting.  She is Autistic and is only just starting to talk but is able to paint in a style far beyond her years.  We wanted to share her art to raise awareness of her condition and inspire other families in similar situations to ours."

egoremover Dec/2003

"seeing the kid smile eats away at my precious cynicism" ~ anon

Enter The Void

“Keep your mouth shut and your motherfucking chakras open.”

What is it about the Dutch that has allowed biking to become an integral part of life?

Our cultural fixation on female thinness is not an obsession with female beauty but an obsession with female obedience.

Naomi Wolf in The Beauty Myth  (via punkradical)

it is getting better all the time =)

"I used to live here, but I cant afford the rent"

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“If you awaken from this illusion, and you understand that black implies white, self implies other, life implies death — or shall I say, death implies life — you can feel yourself. Not as a stranger in the world, not as something here on probation, not as something that has arrived here by fluke, but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolutely fundamental. “I’m not trying to sell you on this idea in the sense of converting you to it; I want you to play with it. I want you to think of its possibilities. I’m not trying to prove it, I’m just putting it forward as a possibility of life to think about. “So then, let’s suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream that you wanted to dream, and that you could, for example, have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time, or any length of time you wanted to have. And you would, naturally as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfill all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure you could conceive. “And after several nights, of 75 years of total pleasure each, you would say ‘Well, that was pretty great. But now let’s have a surprise. Let’s have a dream which isn’t under control. Where something is going happen to me that I don’t know what it’s going to be.’ And you would dig that and come out of that and say ‘Wow, that was a close shave, wasn’t it?’ And then you would get more and more adventurous, and you would make further and further out gambles as to what you would dream. “And finally, you would dream where you are now. You would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today. That would be within the infinite multiplicity of the choices you would have. Of playing that you weren’t God. Because the whole nature of the godhead, according to this idea, is to play that he’s not. “So in this idea, then, everybody is fundamentally the ultimate reality. Not God in a politically kingly sense, but God in the sense of being the self, the deep-down basic whatever there is. And you’re all that, only you’re pretending you’re not.” Alan Watts

Should I summon sw33test stasis Under quiet silver shine With gentle fingertip traces Drinking tangy clementine... Should I discover perfect poise Over unfurled carnation flow Symphonic gardens from noise Where peach painted rose bushes grow... If there existed Δ True Balance, between desires and austerity Would you give fantasy another chance To become reality...? til the cat nips, Brian =)