Thursday 29 April 2010
Acts Of God
Labels:
apocalyptic,
ash,
cows,
nature,
natures fury,
phone box,
photography,
the guardian,
volcanic landscapes,
volcano
Sunday 25 April 2010
Health & Cheer To All Gingers
Ummm... so a couple of shock-tactic new music videos that both happen to be pretty amazing.
First is for HEALTH's We Are Water by Eric Wareheim (via City Slang), and second is another slice of teenage apocalyptica by Romain Gavras (remember Stress?) for M.I.A's new song Born Free (great song as well)...
I like them, if that's the right word....
Labels:
eric wareheim,
explosions,
ginger,
health,
justice,
m.i.a,
music,
music video,
riot police,
romain gavras
Saturday 24 April 2010
New Butterfly Wheels Shoot & Fundraiser
Here is the poster and a couple of extra shots I did (with the help of Nick George) for the new theatre/performance arts company Butterfly Wheels. They are an extremely exciting new arts project, and this should be the first of many collaborations.
The poster is for a fundraising event at Punk club in soho, which we're helping run. Come down and support something worthwhile, it will be an interesting night.
Labels:
art,
butterfly wheels,
circus freaks,
club,
offworld update,
photography,
seven,
theaters
Friday 16 April 2010
Thursday 15 April 2010
Wednesday 14 April 2010
Chiharu Shiota
Some amazing installation work by Japanese artist Chiharu Shiota (F), who recently put on a surreal exhibition at Haunch of Venison.
Labels:
art,
conceptual art,
haunch of venison,
hospital beds,
installation,
japan,
piano,
window frames,
wires
Thursday 8 April 2010
Enter The Void Trailers & Stills
Is anyone ready for this? Apparently not the distributors anyway... Gaspar Noe, director of such sensory-overload nightmares as Irreversible is set to release his new troubling 'psychedelic melodrama' Enter The Void. The story follows a brother and sister who get lost in the drugs underworld of Tokyo, he dies and continues to watch over her dark past as a ghost...
As of yet there are no full trailers, just some graded stills and some epileptic mini teasers. Oh, and the music is done by Thomas Banglater of Daft Punk...
Labels:
daft punk,
enter the void,
films,
gaspar noe,
thomas banglater,
tokyo
Wednesday 7 April 2010
Tuesday 6 April 2010
Business Of Fashion: Top Ten Fashion Films Of The Season
Who knew that the founder of PayPal has a space program called Space X?
There's a lot to say about fashion films (by someone else); it's a medium still very much finding its feet... but it is, rapidly. Typical of the recurrent downsides of the industry, there is a lot of The Emperor's New Clothes syndrome, but through this we are seeing the genuinely interesting and innovative work rise to the top.
Luckily the website The Business of Fashion has compiled their Top Ten Fashion Films Of The Season to save you some all-important time you never get back. This one for Rodarte is a standout, all filmed in the above mentioned Space X grounds, others include ShowStudio, Fred Butler and umm...
Thursday 1 April 2010
Books - Geek Love
Just finished an incredible book by Katherine Dunn (1989), the story is of a travelling carnival run by Aloysius "Al" Binewski and his wife "Crystal" Lil. When the business begins to fail, Lil gobbles pesticides, experiments with drugs and douses herself with radiation to ensure that she prodcues infants grotesque enough to keep the turnstiles clicking... the result is a dark pre-Chuck Palahniuk masterpiece that is both shocking and heartfelt...
Many died. Many burned.
Babes snuffed to grease smears in the blacked arms of their charcoaled mothers.
Sudden switches, lean and brittle, had started as dancing children only seconds before.
All the dark, gaping corpses, in their fire-frenzy ballet, flexed and danced in the dreams of the finders.
The fire-fighters and ambulance shriekers who had worked arson-struck tenements
and the crashes of jumbo jets puked and retreated, or quit their jobs to grow lettuce, but still dreamed,
after wading the ashes of Binewski's Carnival Fabulon.
Babes snuffed to grease smears in the blacked arms of their charcoaled mothers.
Sudden switches, lean and brittle, had started as dancing children only seconds before.
All the dark, gaping corpses, in their fire-frenzy ballet, flexed and danced in the dreams of the finders.
The fire-fighters and ambulance shriekers who had worked arson-struck tenements
and the crashes of jumbo jets puked and retreated, or quit their jobs to grow lettuce, but still dreamed,
after wading the ashes of Binewski's Carnival Fabulon.
Labels:
books,
chuck palahniuk,
circus freaks,
films,
freaks,
geek love,
katherine dunn
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