Tuesday, 25 June 2013

randomness - june 2013: illusions and revelations

via International Times on Facebook
Here we go again, living in the future and walking back through the past at the same time. Change is the only constant. Nothing is what it seems. Life's like that. So we cluster recurring motifs in different ways like Joseph Cornell boxes: ancient woodland, fox and owl, concrete public building, obsolete technology, folklore ritual, abandoned hospital, vintage school textbook, surrealist painting, full moon, magpie, standing stones. Or listen to songs with unsettling sounds, or read poetry about becoming shadows, or watch films about something that is other, all of which have their own recurring motifs. Make your own comfort zone. 

Except that if this was a film, there's the scene where someone sees something they weren't meant to see but needed to. Or otherwise learns something that turns everything upside down. The reveal moment. So, supermoons aren't rare (but they do look good). Oliver Cromwell liked a bit of a boogie. The original novel of Frankenstein isn't actually very well-written. Austerity isn't good for us. Spies like us more than we thought. A new town in England has a blank war memorial in remembrance of those who will die in future wars. Are you confused yet? Good. Whose reality is it anyway?

A drop in the ocean of what was missed while this blog was in the doledrums: Sheffield Fire & Police Museum Dummies (I always like a good dummy, you dummy) at Between Channels; Vintage Dutch Safety Posters at 50 Watts; the highly surreal genius of How To Look At More Than Meets The Eye by Ad Reinhardt from 1947 at Stopping Off Place; The Geography Trip's Pylonic Irrigation mesmerising mix of sounds; lots of things at Things Magazine but just now I like Fax Evolution best; another championing of unsung graphic design from the 1920s to 1970s at A Survey of Ukrainian Book Design; the 'perky' creepiness of 70s Italian film music at A Sound Awareness, and Taken To The Cleaners - Posters, Signs And Stickers From Laundrettes That Time Forgot at Voices Of East Anglia.

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