Tom Dewh is a portrait photographer based in Los Angeles. While I like all of his work, I especially like his work under neon lights.
You can see more on his website, or on Instagram.
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me.
That is the chant we are told in Kindergarten, but we know the truth – words do hurt, and they sometimes crush us. Not like bones snapping, but like feathers being placed one at a time upon our soul until the sheer weight of them is insufferable.
The I’m Tired Project imagines if the microaggressions we hear over and over were written upon our bodies, for all the world to see.
Masha Ivashintsova was a Russian artist and theater critic who died in 2000 with a secret – she was a serious photographer. She took more than 30,000 pictures in her lifetime, and no one who knew her knew about it.
After her death, her daughter stumbled across the collection of negatives in her mother’s attic.
One of the great things about this is the reminder that we don’t really know each other, or what we are capable of.
Friends are scanning the images, and her daughter is loading the collection to Instagram.
I love these paintings of the female face by Ivana Besevic. Her Instagram page is filled with them.
I want to paint a real person behind the filters and masks.I would like to challenge people to think further than good/bad, beautiful/ugly, and all the usual dualism. Because there is so much more to us, we are very complicated creatures that don’t really fit into these simple categories.
I sorta hate that most of the beauty and hope I see expressed is from commercial companies, trying to manipulate our emotions and craving for hope for financial purposes, but…
This short film from Spike Jonze promoting the Apple Homepod is killing it.
In 1848, inspired by the treehouse described in The Swiss Family Robinson, a French restauranteur named Joseph Gueusquin opened a bar in the treetops. He spawned imitators.
Over the next few decades copycat restaurants began popping up in trees across town, hosting donkey races and building tall tree swings to persuade diners away from their numerous competitors. This crop of new treetop guinguettes forced Gueusquin to rename his lounge “Le Vrai de Arbre Robinson” (The Real Robinson Tree) in 1888, which ensured customers knew they were dining at the original treehouse of Le Plessis-Piquet.
It became a “thing”, to go drinking in the treetops, apparently. (Does this mixture of heights and alcohol seem like a bad idea to any other than just me?)
Driftwood sculptor Debra Bernier is not creating new things, but uncovering the sculpture already there.
When I work with driftwood, I never start with a blank canvas. Each piece of driftwood is already a sculpture, created by the caresses of the waves and wind.
I love this. It reminds us that beauty is already there, waiting for it to be discovered and highlighted.
I once knew a man named Paul, who wore a beret, smelled of cigarettes, wore only black and spoke passionately about a thing called The Overview Effect – this idea that people who have been to space have an altered consciousness or awareness about the earth because they have seen it in its entirety – no nations, no borders, no horizons – but the whole thing, floating helplessly in the void.
I tend to believe it, and believe it is why we are so captivated by photos of the earth from space. Like this set of photos that George Takei shared on his Facebook page, which is a collection of all the photos of earth from space.
On Medium, Edith Zimmerman shares, in comic strip format, the story of her becoming sober.
There are places it is heartbreaking, but it is always brutally honest. I have the good fortune to know many sober people (in fact, they have pretty much sapped any taste I have for alcohol out of my body) and I am sharing this with all of them.
It is filled with insights and personal hard-won wisdom, but I wrote this one down:
…it’s important to have and live by rules, although the rules themselves might not be true.