Enchanted Crumbling Plaster

Discovering a brilliant artist with an original medium is one of my great delights in life. I should have a category for cool artists. As I am typing this, I do not have such a category, but I probably will by the end of this evening. Maybe a widget featuring some amazing person who had a fresh idea and made dazzling artwork out of it. I dunno. (Downloadable flash cards! That’s it!)

If you’ve never heard of Vhils (real name is Alexandre Farto), he is a Portuguese artist with an impressive portfolio. I first read about him in the current issue of Hi-Fructose magazine, and as soon as I saw the article I knew I would have to post him. These pictures from his website are portraits he carved into different exterior walls. Just look at them for a moment and take in the detail. Breathtaking, brilliant, inspiring… I know gushing smacks of lazy writing, but isn’t this impressive?

These portraits have the still-life aura of a marble statue, except for the vibrant intelligence in ‎the eyes. While the chiseled rubble looks ancient, almost broken-down-section-of-town feeling, ‎those are anything but dead faces. There’s an exquisite balance in the contrast. Breathing, ‎thinking people, looking out over a pile of debris.‎

I think I wanna cut a face in the side of my garage now.

The Pianist and the Chopin Ballade No 1 Op 23

Every now and again, I need to watch this scene. The Nazi officer catching Szpilman trying to pry open a can of food, the lighting, the rubble, and the stunned look on the officer’s face at the end. The clip above is just the music, but here’s a link to the whole scene.

Schleepy

I gotta beat this insomnia. I think I accidentally took a nap this afternoon for a few minutes, and now I can’t sleep.

High-Heeled Cupcakes

A while back I passed by one of those cutesy cupcake books in a bookstore, which, like the Loraxian thneed, is something everyone needs. No life is complete without it. I’m sure of this, because it is 1:40 in the morning, and I now understand for the first time in my life how important it is that everyone out there purchase a cupcake book. Cupcakes, Cookies & Pie, Oh, My! Click here to purchase your copy now, and I’ll wipe the drool off of my keyboard.

Someone I know was having a shoe-themed party, and I was asked to produce some cupcakes for it, and they were cute. Brother, they were so cute that every fluffy bunny on the planet packed up and went home because he couldn’t compete. I’d put Precious Moments out of business if they were any cuter. They had to be blogged. I’m thinking now that there was some previous desire to blog them before the party, and also that I had something a little more substantive that I had intended to say about them, but I don’t remember any of that now. I’m so friggin sleepy.

Anyway, here’s how you make them.

You need:

  • a cake mix
  • frosting
  • food coloring
  • decorator cupcake papers
  • pirouette cookies
  • graham crackers
  • about 24oz. white chocolate chips
  • colored sugar
  • colored candies like M&Ms and gumballs and stuff

I should warn you that this project will take over your kitchen, so prepare to have several large work areas consumed by it. I tried to do it in phases to cut back on having every available flat surface taken up, but even then the kitchen was one big cupcakey traffic jam from the start of the project to the finish. Also, in case you didn’t know this, you can melt white chocolate in the microwave, but stir it every 15-20 seconds or it will burn and your house will stink. When you construct the shoes, be sure to use a good amount of white chocolate, and when it cools and begins to harden, melt it again. If you don’t have enough of it, the shoes won’t stay together.

Have fun!

***update: LOOK AT THIS LINK!!! Wow. This woman is amazing.

Princess Chelsea and the Cigarette Duet

Weird, weird, weird, but strangely hypnotic song about couples arguing about cigarettes. Don’t ask me if there’s any truth in the claim about break ups at the end there.

Hi. Coupons. Haiku… pons. Haikupons.

I’m sooooo glad I caught myself before I threw this in the trash. It arrived a while ago and sat in a stack of junk mail and ads, and nearly got pitched when I read the cover:

It’s a booklet of coupons, but they’re all in HAIKU . Heaven help my heart.

This was on a page with a coffee coupon.

And this one was next to a coupon for cheese. Presumably. Actually, I’m guessing because I didn’t read the coupons themselves. But this probably had to be by a cheese coupon. Thanks, cows.


There were about six others along with these- poetry in marketing. Amazing no? I’m thinking the writer has a very unhealthy relationship with toilet paper, but who even cares! HE WROTE A HAIKU ABOUT TOILET PAPER!

See, this is why I shop at Target. They’re so posh. Poetry coupons! The way I figure it, if we’re gonna feed a corporate monster at least I’d rather fork it over to the ones who spread a little charm around them, instead of the ones who gender blogs about what an eyesore even their patrons are…

Makes sense, right?

The Hunger Games, Roger Corman, and a Brief Reaction to the Movie

Hubby and I went out and dutifully watched The Hunger Games this weekend. My overall impression was quite favorable. Jennifer Lawrence was remarkable, the costumes were brilliant, and the script was faithful to the book. On the negative side, the other tributes’ acting was a little thin. They didn’t seem very tramautized by the situation they found themselves in, and the emotional pacing zipped right by. I found the shaky camerawork distracting, and the digital transfer quality was surprisingly grainy. The storytelling was enjoyable, but because of the technical awkwardness, I would give it 6-7 stars out of 10, with the recommendation that you watch it.

I enjoyed it enough that I have been reading random Hunger Games news items for fun since then and rereading the books and doing general nerdy stuff like that, which brings me to the picture on this post. Maybe you have to be one of those nutcases (like me) who really likes crappy movies, but I have watched more than my share of Roger Corman masterpieces. EW.com posted a set of movie posters for The Hunger Games, as they would appear in the hands of a different director. They are awesome, but the best one was the Roger Corman poster. It’s making me want to go and make Cormanesque posters of other popular movies.

“She-Devil Deathmatch in the Blood Arena!” Seriously- just try saying that out loud without laughing.

This is no way to pick up a project that needs real attention

I’ve been ignoring my blog for about a month now, and just wanna get myself posting again. Therefore, I bring you the thirsty ant:

I love you, little ant.

Found it on this amazing gallery of garden photography at the Telegraph.

Florence and the Machine

My friend sent me some Florence + the Machine over Christmas and now I can’t stop listening. I have the album Lungs, and I love every song. This one, the semi-titular track, is my offering for music this Monday. May it’s playful and happy melody lighten the Mondayness of the day for you as it does for me.
Enjoy!

giraffe choir.

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I just saw this today and the more I look at it, the more I like it. I wonder what they're singing about. Maybe some Billy Joel? I'm picturing "For the Longest Time" here.

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