From Today and Tomorrow:
Katie Paterson recorded the sound of 3 glaciers (Langjökull, Snæfellsjökull and Solheimajökull) on Iceland. She then pressed those recordings on ice record made of melt water from those glaciers. The records were played on 3 turntables and it took almost 2 hours till they were completely melted. You can listen to one here.
found at I’m Revolting
Robotic built wall at the GSD, Harvard University.
melhor trecho da entrevista-jeño de jorge benjor à TRIP
(via wordofcommand)
I was never the sort of child who believed in “monsters under the bed” or vampires, or who needed a night-light in his bedroom; on the contrary, my father (who clearly “enjoyed” me and my eccentricities) once laughingly told my mother that he thought I might suffer from a type of benign psychosis called “antiparanoia,” in which I seemed to believe that I was the object of an intricate universal conspiracy to make me so happy I could hardly stand it.
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O’Connor described herself as a “pigeon-toed child with a receding chin and a you-leave-me-alone-or-I’ll-bite-you complex.”[2] When O’Connor was six she taught a chicken to walk backwards, and this led to her first experience of being a celebrity. The Pathé News people filmed “Little Mary O’Connor” with her trained chicken, and showed the film around the country. She said, “When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathe News. I was in it too with the chicken. I was just there to assist the chicken but it was the high point in my life. Everything since has been anticlimax.”
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walkwhilereading:
A young Flannery O’Connor reading a children’s book.](http://19.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ku6rex76Xo1qzvsijo1_400.jpg)
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O’Connor described herself as a “pigeon-toed child with a receding chin and a you-leave-me-alone-or-I’ll-bite-you complex.”[2] When O’Connor was six she taught a chicken to walk backwards, and this led to her first experience of being a celebrity. The Pathé News people filmed “Little Mary O’Connor” with her trained chicken, and showed the film around the country. She said, “When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathe News. I was in it too with the chicken. I was just there to assist the chicken but it was the high point in my life. Everything since has been anticlimax.”
(L)
A young Flannery O’Connor reading a children’s book.
acabei de lembrar que sonhei hoje que abria o tumblr e tinha uma manchete (?) que era algo como ATÉ 2015, MAIS DA METADE DOS JAPONESES FARÃO SEXO COM ROBÔS. junto dumas imagens horríveis. valeu, cabeça.
At times, abandon meaning to impulse. Let the words be the facts. This was the nature of our walks—to register what was out there, all the scattered rhythms of circumstance and occurrence, and to reconstruct it as human noise.
He says: “Sunday the day or rest and worship is hated by all classes of men in every country to which the Word has been carried. Hatred of Sunday in London approaches one hundred percent. Hatred of Sunday in Rio produces suicides. Hatred of Sunday in Madrid is only appeased by the ritual slaughter of large black animals, in rings. Hatred of Sunday in Munich is the stuff of legend. Hatred of Sunday in Sydney is considered by the knowledgeable to be hatred of Sunday at its most exquisite.”
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barthelme
(ia postar ontem, mas eu dormi tipo oito e quinze, cansaço pós-goiania-estrada-brasileirão-dirtyprojectors-apoteose-da-cabulosidade)
