Taras Kulakov (a.k.a. “Crazy Russian Hacker“) of Slow Mo Lab recently got so thirsty that he decided to open hard cider and Coke bottles with a chainsaw in slow motion. This was filmed using Phantom v2010 high-speed camera.
image via Gizmodo
via Gizmodo
This Virus Makes Crickets Have More SexHear the full story from Lulu Miller.
not reblogging this for the story.
reblogging this because it occurred to me that someone at NPR went to an artist and said "can you give us something for a story about a virus that makes crickets horny?"
and an artist did.
looking at you “daniel horowitz for npr”.
The latest video game in the Call of Duty franchise, Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare, has been revealed by publisher Activision and developer Sledgehammer Games. The video game looks at battlegrounds and warfare of the future, features the voice and likeness of actor Kevin Spacey, and is scheduled for release on November 4th, 2014.
The FirstCall chair is shaped like a telephone handset and is intended to provide a bit of quiet and privacy for a phone call. FirstCall was designed by Dutch interior architecture firm RUW and is available at EASY Noise Control.
photos via RUW
via designboom
awwww…
many thanks to everyone who’s wished me a happy birthday!
status update: i am still in bed…
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Photo by horiyan
This is one of those things you might never believe if somebody told you, and yet even when faced with the evidence in photos, video, or Google Maps, you find yourself questioning reality (and maybe shaking off a serious case of the heebie jeebies). Welcome to Nagoro, a small village tucked into the valleys of Shikoku, Japan, a place where old residents are being replaced by life-sized dolls.
The work is part of a project by longtime resident and artist Ayano Tsukimi who returned to the village after an 11-year absence to discover many of her old neighbors and friends had left for larger cities or simply passed away. The town itself is dying with a dwindling population of about 35 people.
While gardening one day, Tsukimi constructed a scarecrow in the image of her father and was suddenly struck with the idea to replace other friends and family members with similar dolls. Over 350 dolls and 10 years later, her work continues. She places each doll in a place she feels is important to the memory of that person, so strolling through the down you might discover these inanimate memorials working in fields, fishing in rivers, or passing time in chairs along the road.
Berlin-based filmmaker Fritz Schumann recently visited with the 64-year-old artist and shot the documentary short above. (via Dan Sinker, The Verge)
It’s not every day we come across a talented conceptual photographer whose personal story makes his work even more powerful and compelling. But when we discovered Adam Hague on Explore and learned more about his work, we had to share his inspiring story.
“Photography was always a dream,” he tells The Weekly Flickr in the accompanying video. “It wasn’t until I had to face one of the darkest times in my life and leave behind a lucrative career, that I was able to realize that dream. Photography not only changed my life, but I think saved it as well.”
In 2004, Adam received an incredible opportunity to participate in a work/study program with a major company in London. However, in 2006, things started to fall apart. Adam failed a couple of classes and soon his superiors started to question his abilities and aptitude. Feeling constantly put down at work, Adam was sucked into a depression.
“Finally in 2007, I started taking photographs to find a way to express myself and escape the constant negative pressure at my job. I was frequently threatened with being let go. This was when I realized no amount of money is ever worth such treatment.” Adam spent the next few years in a holding pattern – unsure of his next move. Despite feeling like his career path was crumbling around him, Adam slowly discovered his new passion and freedom as a photographer. He poured his heart and soul into his photography and it allowed him to find a bit of peace and solace.
“By 2012, I was incredibly unhappy,” Adam recalls. “But I made the most personal photo I ever had to date called The Sextuple Theory.”
“The Sextuple Theory photo won my second ASEAN Korea Multimedia competition prize,” Adam says. “The photo was the inspiration to leave my career, which was the source of so much of the darkness in my life. It allowed me to choose a life as a [full time] photographer and artist.”
“The five hands coming out of the water [in the photo] was my way of expressing how drowned and suffocating it feels to fail each time,” Adam explains. “The way the hands look like they’re trying to reach me is a symbol of how it still haunts me. The warm tones and colors was my way of symbolizing the front I’ve been putting up. The pose I did was to express how tired I was of it all, and how it constantly makes me feel small and ashamed.”
Adam admits he was never diagnosed with clinical depression, but allowing photography to help him through this dark time was life-changing.
“Photography has become my way to voice my frustration and opinions,” Adam says. “Each portrait is personal to me. I see them as my surreal escape from reality and inspired by real life issues. I have full control over the photos — colors, pose, scene, mood… everything. In a way, having this control helps me vent my frustration of whatever else that I’m going through.”
Adam also sees his work as a method to inspire and encourage others who also feel alone.
“I hope my story will inspire others to believe in themselves and believe that there is a better tomorrow,” Adam says. “I wouldn’t have achieved the things I’ve achieved had I not taken a leap of faith in leaving the safety of my previous career to pursue photography full time. Now, I have a more positive outlook, and I wish someone — my future self — would have shouted back at me sooner ‘take the leap and be happy!’”
Visit Adam’s photostream to see more of his photography.
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So my older brother was in a book store and picked up a book about the difficulties faced by same sex parents in society today when a woman came up and bitched him out for being “too young to be reading a book about THAT sort of people.” He saw that she was carrying the third Hunger Games Book so he stared her dead in the eyes and hissed “Prim dies.” and walked away and I have never been prouder to have him as my sibling.
Cooper GriggsShit. Didn't work.
This teenager has no patience for “fake ass people.”
In his ongoing series of photos titled Moon Games, French photographer Laurent Lavender has subjects play with a rising moon, effectively tansforming it into a balloon, a painting, and even a scoop of ice cream. The dreamlike photos have been turned into a calendar and a (French-only) book of poetry as well as a few other objects. You can see more of his work over on Facebook. (via IFLScience)
Two anonymous art students, who go by the moniker dangerdust, have been creating gorgeous hand-lettered and illustrated chalkboards featuring inspiring quotes from literary and public figures. Every Monday a new piece, rendered entirely by chalk, appears on the common chalkboard, only to be ephemerally replaced the following week. “Despite our overwhelming workload at Columbus College of Art & Design we bring it upon ourselves to create a chalkboard every week,” say the two students, explaining the motivation behind their late-night rogue art. Each piece, with its cleverly placed backdrop and bold composition, is as unique as the quote itself. They’re created in one fell swoop, which can take up to 11 hours. Like the students say themselves, “it’s the best form of vandalism.” Even if you’re not a student at their school you can follow their weekly creations on behance or Instagram. (via designboom)
(I am a male in my late teens working as the receptionist at a guesthouse in a very quiet, small coastal town. I have a muscle disease and use a manual wheelchair, but I’m behind a desk all day and guests don’t usually notice. An older woman comes up to check out and seeing that the printer is out of paper, I move away from the desk to get more from the closet.)
Me: “So, ma’am, how was your stay with—”
Guest: *pity tone that I’ve heard many times before* “Oh no! Oh, honey, what happened to you?”
Me: *smiling and trying to joke* “Nothing. I just ran out of paper. But don’t worry. We have more.”
Guest: *very serious* “No, I meant… How did…” *whispering* “Was it a car accident? One of those awful drunk drivers?”
Me: “Uh, no, actually, it wasn’t. If I could just please ask you to sign—”
Guest: “Oh, it just breaks my heart. You’re a very brave young man.”
(As this is happening, another guest wanders into the room to look at the bookshelves we keep stocked for the guests and overhears everything.)
Me: *still smiling and trying to keep it light* “Ma’am, I’m really not, I promise. I just print receipts and answer the phone. Nothing too brave there.”
Guest: “But surely you shouldn’t be working in your condition! Your parents must be so worried!”
Me: “They’re really not, honestly. They raised me to be pretty independent, so when I told them I wanted to find a summer job, they just said ‘cool, give it a shot.’”
Guest: *apparently TOTALLY mishearing me, looks horrified* “You were SHOT?!”
Me: “I, wha…?”
(At this point my coworker, who’s my age and the owner’s daughter, comes down the stairs and hears the last part. She’s petite and usually very quiet and shy around guests.)
Coworker: “Yeah, and that’ll teach him to show up late again. Next time I’m takin’ a hand.”
(She points threateningly at me, making a ‘gun’ with her fingers. I’m stunned, as she only ever jokes with me in private, but immediately play along and cringe as if scared of her.)
Me: “I’m sorry, I won’t! Have mercy!”
(The guest looks absolutely shocked, and behind her the other guest is nearly doubled over with silent laughter.)
Guest: “That’s– I don’t– not something to joke about!”
(She quickly grabs her receipt and suitcase and nearly runs out the door.)
Me: *to coworker, laughing* “You know, I can’t tell if she actually thought you shot me or was just upset that you made a joke about my tragic ‘condition.’”
Coworker: *deadpan* “She totally thought that. I’m really scary.”
Me: “Oh, I know.”
Other Guest: “I’m gonna leave you guys a great review online. I wasn’t expecting a complimentary comedy show when I made my reservation.”
Coworker: *still deadpan* “It’s not complimentary.”
