Sky Ladder
Chinese artist Cai Guo-Qiang fourth and final attempt to complete the sky ladder performance happened successfully above Huiyu Island Harbour, Quanzhou, China. A huge white balloon filled with 6,200 cubic meters of helium carried the 500-meter long ladder coated completely with quick burning fuses and gold fireworks which were ignighted when the correct height was reached. Guo-Qiang had attempted the same perfomance in Bath (1994), Shanghai (2001), and in Los Angeles (2012).
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Star Wars Silhouette - Marko Manev
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- me, ordering a drink at starbucks: i'll have a large caramel macchiato
- barista: you mean a venti?
- me, understanding that the barista does not make up the names for the sizes and it is in fact part of her job to clarify what i am ordering to avoid mistakes in my order: yeah, a venti. thanks.
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It’s a funny thing about the modern world. You hear girls in the toilets of clubs saying ‘Yeah, he fucked off and left me. He didn’t love me. He just couldn’t deal with love. He was too fucked up to know how to love me.’
Now, how did that happen? What was it about this unlovable century that convinced us that we were, despite everything, eminently lovable as a people, as a species? What made us think that anyone who fails to love us is damaged, lacking, malfunctioning in some way? And particularly if they replace us with a god, or a weeping madonna, or the face of Christ in a ciabatta roll–then we call them crazy. Deluded. Regressive. We are so convinced of the goodness of ourselves, and the goodness of our love, we cannot bear to believe that there might be something more worthy of love than us, more worthy of worship.
Greeting cards routinely tell us everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everybody deserves love all the time.
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