el sonido y el abecedario

Bill Murray Is A Goddamned American Treasure.

Interviewer: How many kids do you have?
Bill Motherfucking Murray: Six. All sons.
Interviewer: That's a lot of emergency-room visits.
BMM: There's only a couple times when fame is ever helpful. Sometimes you can get into a restaurant where the kitchen is just closing. Sometimes you can avoid a traffic violation. But the only time it really matters is in the emergency room with your kids. That's when you want to be noticed, because it's very easy to get forgotten in an ER. It's the only time when I would ever say, "Thank God. Thank God." There's no other time.
(The whole interview is dynamite. Such a thoughtful, intelligent guy. Read it because it's the Friday before Memorial Day, and you know you're not working anyway, dangit.)

“We grew up with the Internet and on the Internet. This is what makes us different; this is what makes the crucial, although surprising from your point of view, difference: we do not ‘surf’ and the internet to us is not a ‘place’ or ‘virtual space’. The Internet to us is not something external to reality but a part of it: an invisible yet constantly present layer intertwined with the physical environment. We do not use the Internet, we live on the Internet and along it. If we were to tell our bildnungsroman to you, the analog, we could say there was a natural Internet aspect to every single experience that has shaped us. We made friends and enemies online, we prepared cribs for tests online, we planned parties and studying sessions online, we fell in love and broke up online. The Web to us is not a technology which we had to learn and which we managed to get a grip of. The Web is a process, happening continuously and continuously transforming before our eyes; with us and through us. Technologies appear and then dissolve in the peripheries, websites are built, they bloom and then pass away, but the Web continues, because we are the Web; we, communicating with one another in a way that comes naturally to us, more intense and more efficient than ever before in the history of mankind.”

— Piotr Czerski (via azspot)

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liquidsands:

Just a little bit off the topic here…but I’m struck by the similarity of these works by two different artists in two different mediums. The interesting thing to me is that both artists developed this idea into series of water images.

Vija Celmins

Untitled (Big Sea #1), 1969

Graphite on acrylic ground on paper

34 1/8 x 45 1/4 inches

Roni Horn

Still Water (The River Thames, for Example), 1999

Photographic Print

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Dead Dolphins on Peru Coast →

thoughtsfromtheandes:

Recently, Peru has not had a good record when it comes to environmental issues. The government must tread carefully as the populace is very skeptical of how the government manages the bring country’s natural resources.

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unconsumption:

More yard art in Austin: One of Scott Stevens’ “snakes” made from plastic bottle caps.

Watch the short documentary “Humble Trash” for more.

(photo by bubbaofthebubbles on Flickr)

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adamferriss:

grass detail

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“I had come to the time in my life when prayer became necessary and so I invented gods and prayed to them,” he said. “I did not say my prayers in words nor did I kneel down but sat perfectly still in my chair. In the late afternoon when it was hot and quiet on Main Street or in the winter when the days were gloomy, the gods came into the office and I thought no one knew about them. Then I found that this woman Elizabeth knew, that she worshiped the same gods. I have a notion that she came to the office because she thought the gods would be there but she was happy to find herself not alone just the same. It was an experience that cannot be explained, although I supposed it is always happening to men and women in all sorts of places.”

— from Sherwood Anderson’s “Death” (Winesburg, Ohio)

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worlds-biggest-egg:

This kid I knew in high-school had to write a poem based on another poem, and his was based on that Plum poem and it went something like:

I have shuffled

The Uno Cards

That were on the table

and which you

were probably saving

for Uno Night

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sfmoma:

SUBMISSION:

Video projection on to willow tree, Lille (France) 2012

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ruineshumaines:

Alive But Dead by Peter Callesen.

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