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In this ongoing one-part series, we investigate disappointments from my childhood expressed with the benefit of hindsight and the restraint of the modern propensity for leaving no personal secret undivulged.
When I was about 8 years old, I was disappointed to learn that Latin America was not some wonderful faraway land where Romans still lived.
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William Womack’s blog is littered with danger words (Affiliate, Entrepreneur, Personal Development, Fail-Proof, Proven, etc.) but this series on Polyphasic Sleep where he indulges in a second more concerted attempt at adopting Polyphasic Sleep is pretty damned interesting.
I’m a little confused though because it seems the opposite of polyphasic. It seems monophasic, the premise being that one sleeps only R.E.M., skipping other phases of the sleep cycle. Oh well, my Latin’s not what it used to be so I’m probably jumping to conclusions again.
I don’t know why, but the past two days have seen a sudden surge in personal development types following my @geeknixta Twitter account.
This looks amazingly difficult. The people doing it must be very well practiced. And in that context I wonder whether it was harder doing it Hitchcock style or this way? I can’t decide which is more impressive.
Great showreel of green screen effects from current US TV shows.
Great idea! I want one! I mean, later, you know.
Not convinced by the Tarantino or Lynch ones but the others are pretty spot on.
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Deep in my heart this is where I have always wanted to live.
Towanroath Engine House, St Agnes, West Cornwall
Oh, now I wholeheartedly disagree with the philosophy that underpins this message, which is that the internet is balanced, controllable, truthful and honest.
I’m going to spend an hour with you, I’m going to do you the courtesy of not forming an opinion of you in advance. If you want me to read your resume before the meeting, send it to me. If you don’t, don’t.
Actually, it looks more like an Egyptian mummy to me.
Cannot Be Unseen of the Day: Zombies? In my text? It’s more likely than you think.
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Bacon in 1951, photographed by Cecil Beaton
Those who knew the artist—some of them his friends—described him variously as “devil,” “whore,” “one of the world’s leading alcoholics,” “bilious ogre,” “sacred monster,” and “a drunken, faded sodomite swaying nocturnally through the lowest dives and gambling dens of Soho.” Bacon was no kinder: He called himself a “grinding machine” and “rotten to the core.” This hasn’t stopped admirers and critics alike from proclaiming him “the greatest painter in the world,” “the best … since Turner.” Never one to spare hyperbole, Robert Hughes wrote, “This painter of buggery, sadism, dread, and death-vomit has emerged as the toughest, the most implacable, lyric artist in late-twentieth-century England, perhaps in all the world.”
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I’m so very proud to know this man, Emmanuel Brujan, and even luckier that he’s my trainer. Congratulations on your victory, Manny!
arsvitaest: kinokinos: handa: Marimekko Kapris Pattern, 1985 (via Marimekko Blog)