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Tintu sent me these incredible pics of Moscow Metro stations:

Begin here and click “next pano” to view them all.

“This is how Straight 8 works. The filmmaker shoots a 3 minute film onto a single cartridge of Super 8 (8mm). Each cartridge has a serial number. We make a note of that before sending the film out so that people cant cheat and start again. Sometimes we send them colour film, and sometimes its Black & White. The filmmaker shoots each scene in order. Editing in-camera with each pull of the trigger. And the first time they or anyone sees the films is at a packed screening in front of hundreds of people.”

My favourite Straight 8 films:
• Heel, so beautifully put together.
• But especially Evol which was shot in reverse. Just incredible.

Let me know if you liked those and I’ll post more soon.
Here is the official Straight 8 Website.

This little pixie has me totally spellbound. Please take a listen to “Sprout and the Bean” and allow yourself to be whisked away into her majickal world…

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“What’s the Big Hooplah about Joanna Newsom?

I’m sitting about three feet away from the “stage” which is little more than a carpet thrown across the same floor my feet are touching. Just behind that imaginary stage line is a giant harp, taller than me and on a grand scale, the type of thing you might see being played at the wedding of the Moon and the Milky Way. Suddenly, a quite contrasting, short little girl comes out, long hair, nearly pointed ears protruding and her face the combination of a sleeping baby and a punch in the face. She sits down at the harp, adjusts her shoulders and positions her fingers. She begins playing, and she is two instruments, each hand playing a different mood, each finger plucking a different emotion. Then her voice kicks in and I would be a fool to attempt to describe it, just as anyone who has in the past is. All I can say is that another more wonderful instrument joins the barrage and as bittersweet lyrics employing the work of whicker beetleshells and suppers consisting primarily of salt come rolling into your ears you finally experience what Artemis must have been thinking when he sent music down to those petty pagan Greeks.” ~ ClickNathan

For Sale

Why bother with donating to charities or paying off your debt, when you could get one of these? Take special note as to the shipping options.

Of course, there is a downside to everything.

“When a father discovers that his son has just taken a permanent marker all over the walls in a creative outburst, the innate drive that comes up is to scold the boy for destroying something, though a clear mind can realize that nothing has been destroyed at all. The exact opposite just occurred, actually. Why is that not the initial response, when logically it is so obvious?”

Official Website of the Moon
Found on ollapodrida

Cultured bone offers novel wedding rings
“Tissue engineers create a technique enabling lovers to exchange rings grown from each other’s bone cells
“It’s for people who want to give a bit of their body to each other,”
Interested couples can apply through www.biojewelry.co.uk.

If you could see the look on my face………

Have you checked out the Sock Journal lately?
Xilia’s photo’s are just stunning.

ART or HACK Quiz
“Some of the quotes below are from one of the greatest writers ever. The other are from one commercial writer, who achived popularity among uneducated people, but failed to make any significant contribution to the Literature. Can you tell the difference between their prose?”

This quiz irritates me for so many reasons. I don’t even know why I’m blogging it.

Ha Hah hah HaH!

This article assumes you know about the “Define” function in Google (explained on this page.)

Okay so, I’ve recently discovered that this function can even define those little words that have been made up for chat rooms and text messaging, like LOL or OMG. That’s hilarious.

Even more so because Blogger (Google owned) still doesn’t recognize the words “google” or “blog” when doing a spell check.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I’ve just discovered Plo died. My poor little Plo…

Today’s desktop clothing. Oink!

Listeners

When last did you feel someone really listened to you? Quietly listened, considered everything carefully and responded in a way that just hits the spot so sweetly. It’s amazing when it happens, like falling in love for the first time. From then on everything fits together. Friends like this are rare finds. Some people search their whole lives for just one person they can really connect with.

I sometimes wonder whether we have become such poor listeners and communicators that we’ve cut ourselves off from the very thing that makes us feel most alive. We’re so busy with trivial everyday things that make us appear to be functioning, we hardly ever make time to connect properly with people, and so we are constantly unfulfilled. We fill this hole with friendly acquaintances we have very little in common with and waste time talking about politics, TV shows and the weather, or buy ourselves luxury items to make us feel better.

I believe the search for true connection is the biggest reason why online journals have become such a huge trend. It’s not so much crazy people who are crying out for attention, just ordinary people searching for a soul to connect with. It’s the biggest billboard to place your ad.

How many people dish out money every day to shrinks and call girls just so someone would hear them out, and we all know they don’t listen either. If we took the time to really listen to our friends and family, imagine how many shrinks would be out of work. And imagine how few sanity drugs and worldly possessions we’d need to feel real happiness.

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Paperfrog: “The Observer has an article online which suggests that Britons — like many Westerners — have lost the gift of meaningful conversation.”

What a stunning project!
Kids With Cameras

“By teaching the art and skills of photography, Kids with Cameras empowers children growing up in difficult circumstances and allows them to appreciate the beauty and dignity of their own expression.”

Current projects are in Calcutta, Haiti, Jerusalem and Cairo. This exceptional site was found on Can You Dig It?

For true Yummy fans

South African Blog Awards
Now open for voting! You can vote once a day.

Scroll to the bottom for the voting button. Thank you.

Short Film: Babette’s Feet
Beautiful, tantalizing and sweet!

Nathan your enchanted stories make me so happy I want to laugh and scream and dance and sing!

Show me how you do that trick.

Blogger Profile - Hal Falon
About Me: “i lack the tears necessary to weep for all of the horrid gloom in this world”

Hal Falon, you are my new hero.*

* Disclaimer: Please do not take this comment in any way as an acceptance of your invitation to become my pen friend. Thank you.

DisturbingAuctions.com
It doesnt get much better than this!

I like the Cymbal Devil Monkey
“Greetings. I would be charmed to play a song for you on my cymbals… in exchange for your IMMORTAL SOUL.”

Send my friend to school

Personality Tests such as Meyers-Briggs, etc.

Can anyone truly be defined by four letters? Can an online quiz determine who you are?

ITS SNOWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!!

It’s coming down so thick and fast the flakes are even landing on my keyboard through the window. All the kitties are sitting on the windowsill and staring. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

Money as an Illusion

It dawned on me some time ago the ridiculousness of currency. Everyone agrees that little slips of paper have value simply because they have a certain image and number printed on them. I understand that for every American dollar there is supposed to be some amount of gold in old Fort Knox, and that other countries as well must have some system of backing their paper monies and coins, but I don’t buy it 100%. It’s not like I’m trading you a sheep for ten planks of wood or something, two tangibles being exchanged with values set on them only by the people involved in the transaction.

Way over here in America, some other people have decidedly got the same inkling, and they’ve started their own money. Now let’s all see if the Liberty Dollar works out.

Olivia means: anything you want it to
An email from kenna

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Heehee youre the best!

I always insist I never forget a face. Eyes and mouths are so unique and personal I find it the best way to remember someone. For some reason, names aren’t that important to me, like meaningless labels, so I find it hard remembering them. Still faces are so personal. I’d much rather someone forgot my name but remembered my face. Wouldn’t you?

BBC Science: The Face Memory Test
This test assesses your ability to remember how long ago something happened - your ‘temporal’ memory. If you’re tired you won’t be as good at remembering when you saw or did something.

Results: I recognised 100% of the faces. However with 3 faces, I couldn’t remember where I recognised them from. What’s your score? No cheating…

What is your earliest memory?