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October 31, 2006

Art: Jan Bollaert

Bollaert

Contemporary POP ART Painting. The New Stuff of 2006

Images: Bruised Virgin (left) and Stakhanov’s Vamp

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Generator: PretzelFont

Pretzel Font

From tiny to huge: Render a word or phrase in PretzelFont. [Via Gerard from The Generator Blog]

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October 29, 2006

Colors become alive

Bravia ad

… you could be on a roller coaster ride by just staring at them in deep concentration. (- CIPHER/TWENTY FOUR)

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October 28, 2006

From time to time we need a poem

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling

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October 27, 2006

Our Weekly Postcard (XXXII)

Sculpture in Olbia

Olbia, Sardinia (Italy), 2006. A dark chapter in my life (as I said before):

One of the ugliest sculptures I’ve ever met. Created by an artist apparently hating people (especially women), hating water (a fountain without…) and, last but not least, hating the art itself.

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