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Forest and fire

 
http://www.brunosart.com/

Bruno Torfs’ unique sculpture garden at Marysville, in SE Australia, was destroyed in a bushfire last February. The fire was one of many that broke out or escalated on a day of record heat and wind and 200 people lost their lives.
The day has been remembered since as Black Saturday, and was Australia’s worst peace-time disaster.

It was only after seeing this pic

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on Xineann’s page that I thought to look Bruno up again.

It turns out that 60 per cent of his sculptures either survived or were repairable — so he decided to stay on and rebuild (details here).

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The town of Marysville was one of the prettiest in Australia, built around a main street of old verandahed shops and tall trees and set in forested hills near ski slopes. Almost nothing was left standing after the fire and residents and planners are still weighing up what to do next.
Some families had been there for five generations and never lived anywhere else.

Obviously the fact that so much of Bruno’s artwork survived where metal melted to liquid elsewhere told him to stay, even though he was a relative newcomer (an immigrant from South America).

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hoopandstick:

‘Incognito’ - Collage on Wood Panel 2010

Another one I did for ‘The Drip’ coffeehouse. I guess what I was getting at with this one was sort of a ‘what’s behind the suit/mask/facade we all wear in public?’ sorta deal.

As an artist, I’m way more comfortable with asking questions or criticizing than I am with giving answers or offering alternate solutions so I make no attempt to answer my own question here. In fact, one might argue that the lack of an answer to the facade question actually makes an appeal to everyone on a personal level which would not be reached by revealing who someone might be when they are removed from their self-made image. So with this is mind, the I-block represents everyone’s base id stripped away from their ego.

Or maybe I just like playing with images. I could have just as easily made his head a cheeseburger.

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Maira Kalmanhere

 

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Best you have a stab at placing this face before even mousing over this link. Looks familiar, doesn’t it … ?

From my seventh- fifth-favourite Tumblr site, Ordinary Finds, which provides nourishment for the brain and candy for the eyes — often in the classic b/w setting we associate with a more refined world.

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From a fab log dedicated to the Beatles. Kudos to the kid who does this one. You find some great pix and kindle so many memories for your elders, Maggie.
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foxesinbreeches:

myaffairwithnabokov:

Aphrodite by Claude Verlinde


or … Venus with her enormous Vagina Dentata

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brokenbottleboy:

Russian classical guitarist Igor Presnyakov doing Lady Gaga’s Bad Romance. It’s ace. Plus: extra points for the moustache.

Reblogging for kapi.


Oh, yes! But I’m giving him extra for the ponytail.

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PLEASE REBLOG!

 

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holleratme:

Tonight at 9pm all of Tumblr will have 5 minutes of silence which includes no bloging, no reblogs, no likes and/or any other activity on the site. This will be done in remembrance of all the lives lost in Haiti’s Earthquake this past week. If you agree please REBLOG and leave it there until after the moment.


I do agree, very much — but whose 9pm, US east coast? What’s the time now? I’m in Aussie, where it’s 3.30am Sunday.
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Dinner was going to be very simple . . .

 

… grilled meatballs with rice heated in the microwave, and veges.
I have learnt to always use the timer if the (conventional) oven is on as I am inclined to wander off while cooking.
And off I went to continue a conversation with Charles … till I became aware of smoke — a lot of smoke coming from the kitchen.
Considering I can sleep through loud alarm clocks maybe I can also just “not hear” a fairly shrill timer while absorbed in something else.

I couldn’t help but notice smoke was billowing from the microwave though. It was practically choking me.
So all I could do was turn it off, open the door and every window nearby, heave the source of the problem outside to cool down, and wait red-faced for the fire brigade to arrive.


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Nothing happened!

Once everything cooled down I sat at my table (computer, actually) and ate the meatballs sans rice but nicely garished with a couple of dipping sauces.

That just leaves the problem of the smoke alarm — one which I had always assumed was over-sensitive, since it can be set off by a blow-dryer and has often scared the shit out of me in the past.

Lesson No 1: I have a completely useless smoke detector that was installed as a building requirement, and while we have false alarms in my apartment building so often I routinely ignore them, it appears the alarms may not ring when an actual fire starts.

Lesson No 2: Don’t let anything obstruct the timer dial on your microwave. Mine was never going to reach zero as a cup was nudging it.

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