"Conceptual photographer Nicolas Bruno has suffered from sleep paralysis since he was 15. In confronting the visions, and feelings of fear and helplessness, that can accompany this phenomenon, Bruno has discovered that transposing the notes from his sleep-paralysis journal to his photoshoots provides him a powerful therapeutic outlet.” — From io9.com
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Thirst & Thirst: The Prayer Flag Installation
THIRST is a collaborative site-specific Public Art Project on the Lady Bird Lake in Austin Texas.THIRST is presented by Women and Their Work Gallery, Austin, Texas and on view from September 28th to December 16th, 2013.
THIRST is a 2013 Robert Rauschenberg Artistic Innovation and Collaboration Grant supported project. Grantee: Women and Their Work Gallery, for project THIRST.
THIRST is a collaboration between W&TW, Beili Liu (lead visual artist), Norma Yancey and Emily Little (architects) and Cassie Bergstrom (landscape architect). The installation speaks to the 300 million trees lost in the recent Texas drought. Sited on Lady Bird Johnson Lake that is the physical and spiritual heart of Austin, Thirst manifests the urgency and severity of the water crisis.
THIRST: The Prayer Flag Installation
14,000 white cotton flags, each printed with an iconic image of a drought-killed tree surround a 2.5 mile loop around the Lady Bird Lake. A central radiating composition is seen on the left at the Pfluger Circle, noting where the begining and the ending point of the loop merge.
The Prayer Flag Installation borrows from the physical form and cultural and spiritual reference of Tibetan prayer flags, which are often found strung along mountain ridges and peaks high in the Himalayas. They are used to bless the surrounding countryside, people and their lives. The color white also signifies water in Tibetan prayer flag tradition.
Photos by Beili Liu Studio
Okay no. Fucking no. You think your sandwich is cute with peanut butter and jelly hearts, fucker? Well you’ll change your mind once you put it together and try to eat it. First you’ll get a mouthful of just bread and disappointment, then when you take another bite your mouth will be assaulted by copious the amounts of sticky peanut butter and sugary jelly and there won’t be enough bread to save you from it. A sandwich like that is what failure tastes like. The pb and j may be shaped like hearts but there’s no love in that sandwich. It’s about balance. Life needs balance, and so does your fucking sandwich. You disgust me. Don’t talk to me until you know how to make a proper sandwich.