Tuesday, January 27, 2015

2001: SPACE SELFIE




This is Aki Hoshide, International Space Station Astronaut, engaging in this uniquely 21st century practice. And I'm not talking about space travel.

Check the camera he's using. 

Monday, September 30, 2013

HALOS OVER ASPHALT


Clarissa Bonet, via

Yesterday, as giant raindrops collided violently with the pavement and rebounded into the air, they shattered into thousands of small droplets that together, suspended a halo of white mist over the asphalt.

If it were a few degrees warmer, the skies would fill with deep, sonorous vibrations. It would become an amphitheater, echoing the crackling explosions that accompany the fury of atmospheric equalization. If it were just a few degrees warmer, wiry tentacles of pure electricity would momentarily reveal a photographic moment amidst the tumult of a clouded sky.

If it were just a few degrees warmer, I might be under a blanket with a friend or two, some of us scared, some of us thrilled, but all of us humbled by nature's orchestral performance.

If this is one of those days....





PLAYLIST

Muslim - Nagamatzu
Don't Understand That Man (acoustic) - U.S. Girls
Golden Hours - Brian Eno
Facefuck - Organs of Love
We are the Axis (Daniel Avery Remix) - The Asphodells
So Many Times, So Many Ways - Mount Kimbie
Abendfrieden - Eroc

Monday, May 20, 2013

BACK TO THE VOID

Daido Moriyama, via

I was amazed to find that the last time I posted on this blog was 2011. The end to my long hiatus was inspired by a few very important friends who assured me that even though I was talking into the void, they were listening. So, I'm back here, ready to take you past the bread crumbs of my Google journeys through the black hole of my router.

This song is how I'd like to re-calibrate my return to the void:

Jee Day's "Sum of Love" came just in time, on an uncharacteristically warm and sunny day in May. It took me on a little trip down Future Summer, where only the heat of a slow sun could replicate the euphoric naiveté of first loves, unguilted indulgence and dance floor climaxes.

It is the seventh release on Tim Sweeney's Beats In Space record label and it's a nice reminder that the best things are always somewhat familiar, unflinchingly optimistic, and always carving out their own transcendental moments in time. 








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