Mario M. Santamaria curates robot reflections from the Google Art Project.
Everyone should probably get used to the idea of having some kind of relationship with a Google robot. Showcasing their selfies seems like a nice way to break the ice.
“Each sculpture is hugely time consuming and labour-intensive and this work is an essential element not only in the construction but also in the meaning of each piece. The finished artefact is really only the ghostly fossilized vestige of this slow, long process of realisation.”
Cut paper sculptures of cells, microbes, pathogens and neurons, exquisite and utterly thrilling for a Haeckel-fangirl like myself. There’s something interesting going on, I think it’s to do with the diagram being made from paper. As though Ernst Haeckel’s radiolaria are consuming the very medium upon which they were recorded, in order to push and shove their way into possessing a form.
THE FAKE PINTEREST
My new favourite Twitter account.
Neat little morph of Archibald Prize winning portraits. Functions well as a quick but powerful lesson in the power of composition.
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Last week someone was telling me about their vegan dumpster-diving friend who lives primarily off the eggplant parmas they scavenge from a well-known Sydney Road bar. And even though LOLHipsters is wearing pretty thin at this point, I guess they’ve been on my mind.