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Minilogue - Animals from ljudbilden on Vimeo.
Via Ada (last one too)
Great series, go look
Check this out large, there's a lot going on here
Holy shit.
We did it.
Yes we can!
Yes we will!
The Unfinished Swan is a first-person painting game set in an entirely white world.
Players can splatter paint to help them find their way through an unusual garden.
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Iconic photographer of mid-century modernism Julius Shulman may or may not have been a pack rat. What he was: a collector of the equally significant '40s-'60s design Bible Arts & Architecture. He had a nearly intact collection of the sumptuous volumes, covering progressive news ranging from the case study houses of Silver Lake to early developments by a young prodigy named Richard Meier. Art book publisher Benedikt Taschen recently discovered the collection; and has now reproduced the publications—265 of them.
Designed over a 2-day workshop with the aim to analyse a product in its history and function. A CD player was disassembled and its components rearranged to suit the layout of a gramaphone. By bringing back this nostalgic form, the design hopes to transport the user back to the golden age of sound in the early 1900s.
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Timesculpture is a stunning progression of the ‘bullet time’ technique made famous by films such as The Matrix. Rather than showing a 3-D rotation of a still moment, this groundbreaking new filming process manipulates moving snapshots of time using Toshiba technology, redefining cinematic human movement.
The shoot was made possible via the construction of a purpose-built camera rig, weighing over half a tonne and housing 200 Toshiba Gigashot HD camcorders. Over 20 Terabytes – 20,000 Gigabytes – of video data was used, taking over 336 continuous hours to process.
The pioneering technique, created by Hungry Man’s Mitch Stratten.
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There is the Los Angeles that people imagine of red carpet premieres, Botox lunches, velvet rope nightclubs, Venice bodybuilders and tony boutiques. It is not a fable. That is real. Or, at least, it physically exists.
Then, there is the Los Angeles that I know. Aerospace surplus hardware stores, smoky and ashtray-less Koreatown English hunt club bars in crumbling hotel basements, perfect beer buzz lunches at the Farmer's Market in filtered sunlight, the wild dogs of Pacoima, sprawling thrift stores, trolling junkyards for old diaries and Polaroids, the drag races at Pomona, chrome plating shops, backyards stacked with 300 bicycles, gold miners eager to show their biggest nuggets, fishing for carp in the Los Angeles River, optimists taking over art museums, the nicad battery selection at Electronic City, the metal patination case at Industrial Metal Supply, Kit Kraft Hobby, the gem vault at the Natural History Museum, the szechuan peppercorns of Alhambra, the churlish bartenders at Hop Louie, the sneaker shops of Little Tokyo, the imported coldcuts at Monte Carlo Deli, the Japanese garden on the roof of the New Otani Hotel, the bicycle swap at the Encino Velodrome, the DDR kids at the Santa Monica Pier, the mustard at Philipes, the dimsum carts of Monterey Park, the carnitas at Carrillos, the buffalo at Hart Park, the Kris Special at the Waystation, the netsuke room at LACMA, the Remington Rolling Block at the Backwoods Inn, the coffee shop at the LA Police Academy, the abandoned restaurant with leather walls at Union Station, the yardage of the Garment District, the abandoned fire station in the Toy District with the quartersawn oak lockers viewable through the crack in the door, the first two rows of lowrider history at the Pomona Auto Swap, Abe Lincoln's hat at the Huntington Library, the camillia forest of Descanso Garden, the bolt room of Roscoe Hardware that is hidden in a kitchen remodeling home center, the genius at the Museum of Jurassic Technology, the chile pepper booth at the Grand Central Market, sneaking to the top balcony of the Bradbury Building, the threadbare and dented Variety Arts Center, the orange groves of the 126 and secret utility salvage yard in the northeast San Fernando Valley.
Ry and I share this Los Angeles and it was fun to show it to Lawrence. He did us proud. Los Angeles tries to throw itself away everyday but we are still gold prospectors, hot rodders and guitarists. Our fundamental awesomeness will not be impinged.
Ry Cooder's American West
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As part of the new brand identity of the Dutch government Peter Verheul designed a custom typeface for all forms of visual communications. This is the result of a new way the Dutch government wants to position themselves into society. Currently there are over 200 departments and ministries which all have different logos and uses different typefaces as their brand identity.
Now if we could only get Hoefler & Frere-Jones to design a font for America to compliment Gotham that Obama used in this campaign. A revise of the logo couldn't hurt either.
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Great photo essay, go look.
despite its sleek styling and sports car aesthetic, this concept car by honda isn’t another gas-guzzler.
the honda FC sport is actually a hydrogen powered three-seater which aims to give the hot rod crowd
a more environmentally friendly option. honda integrated their racing technology in this car to prove the
viability of hydrogen cars to traditional fossil fuel. this car also features an innovative battery layout,
which spread the weight evenly, helping the cars performance and increasing the cabin size. while there
is no promise of manufacturing, this concept car is at least pointed in the right direction.