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Saturday, February 26, 2011

ˌsɛrəˈtoʊnɨn overload

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Two Cats Fighting, 1826

John James Audubon, Oil Painting (1785-1851)

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

cabinet of wonders


A full-size recreation of 17th Century naturalist Olaus Worm’s Wunderkammer Rosamond Purcell

Friday, February 18, 2011

ass appreciation


Donkey shelter

I was sick a lot as a kid and my parents bought me a donkey, named Suki, to cheer me up and get me out of the house.

And it helped. We’d play chasey, or tag, taking it in turns to run each other down through her bush paddock.

She was better at it than me. I’d be running like the world was going to end and within seconds I’d feel her pounding the ground behind me and feel her breath hot on my shirt and I’d glance over my shoulder and she’d be right there, shaking her head like she was laughing. That meant it was my turn to chase her and I’d raise my arms above my head, a donkey-eating monster, and she’d bolt off across the paddock. But as I grew older I didn’t spend much time with her. I was 16 and there were friends and movies and girls to worry about.

She got lonely. Sometimes she’d glimpse me up near the house and she’d honk at me, long and sad. Sometimes I went down to see her, but most times I didn’t.

She also brayed at a couple of donkeys at a neighbours place and eventually it got under my skin. I gave her to the neighbours so that she’d have some company. They owned a swampy block and a year or two later she was bitten by a snake and died.

A decade passed and I was working as a journalist at a community newspaper when a lady running a donkey shelter, Dr May Dodd, rang to say she was bankrupt and would be forced to shoot her donkeys because she couldn’t afford to feed them. She had made it her mission to rescue abused, neglected and tortured donkeys from around Australia and nurse them back to health at her sanctuary, Diamond Creek Donkey Shelter, and now they were starving.

Emotionally donkeys aren’t very different from people. They form loyal friendships, singling out other donkeys and volunteers as favourites. They have a sense of justice and know when they’re being mistreated – abused donkeys often arrive at the shelter with mental health problems. They experience anger, jealousy, happiness, sadness.

If more people knew that I think they’d treat them better.

by Andy Drewitt

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

time to get yer party hats

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My fine little filly Parker just rode in to announce that I'm engaged.
It's just in time because I was really dying to have an excuse to buy her this mini mariachi hat:

Tiny sombrero interpretation of a mariachi hat. It is handfelted from fine, pure wool, then carefully hand embroidered, with shiny, golden metallic mouline.$33 via etsy

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Exploding rat

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Exploding Rat wishes you all a rad weekend.

The idea for the 'exploding' rat - now immortalized as legend - was developed in 1941. The aim was to blow up the enemy's boilers by lying the rat on the coal beside the boiler, with the fuse being lit when the rat was shoveled into the fire. They were never used, as the first consignment was seized by the Germans and the secret was blown.


source

Monday, February 7, 2011

safe > Lilo

STUDS:
Giant Industrial Hobnail Safe

American, 1910 mantiques

VS.


I'll take a hobnail safe over a head-to-toe stud ensoumble
any day.

thievery

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Don't worry about people stealing an idea. If it's original, you will have to ram it down their throats.
-Howard Aiken
matthias seifarth illustration

Sunday, February 6, 2011

The Spinning Beach Ball of Death

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Colorwheel by Jonathan Whitfill

When I look at this I don't just see a cleaver little sculpture- I'm immediately reminded of all the late night photoshop frustrations and multiple Internet window interruptions.

The spinning wait cursor or spinning disc pointer — where your mouse pointer becomes the rotating color wheel or "spinning beach ball" — generally indicates that your Mac is engaged in a processor-intensive activity. For example, applying a Gaussian blur to a raw file photograph for a class assignment due in 2 hours in Adobe Photoshop.

In most cases, the "beach ball" disappears within several seconds. However, there are cases when the "beach ball" spins protractedly, a condition colloquially known as "The Spinning Beach Ball of Death" (SBBOD).

Occasional appearances of the beach ball can be expected. Depending on your Mac's current workload, even common tasks may temporarily overtax your Mac's resources such as browsing your boyfriend's 4k song inventory on Itunes or trying to open a youtube window from Dlisted while also browsing huff po for real news.

The first step in dealing with any SBBOD problem is patience: wait a few minutes to see if the issue resolves itself as your Mac balances resource availability against the demands of the tasks it is processing.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

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Zephyr of the Bay, 48"x63", chromogenic print, 2009
Life, like art, is better shared.
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photo bomb: art basel miami 2010

Me and this lady shared a moment... even if she doesn't care.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

bisou

Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need to know of hell.
-Emily Dickinson



Dear Internet Friends,

I have missed you. Fortunately, for me, this little devil has been keeping me warm and toasty at night.
Being apart from the internets has been hellish.
Being apart from the internets has been glorious.

How has this time apart treated you?

Grosses bises,
Memelodia