According to the humbly-written synopsis: “A FULL-CG animated piece that tries to illustrate architecture art across a photographic point of view where main subjects are already-built spaces.”
“Tries” is an understatement. I saw “Avatar” for the first time just last night and this piece still managed to blow my mind. Hence the new nickname I’ve given Mr. Roman. Trust me and watch it (full screen) in its entirety. It just might make your day.
“I took a picture once of a woman silhouetted in a tract house window. And in one sense that’s a picture of the saddest kind of isolation and most inhumane sort of building. But also raining down over this picture onto the roof and the lawn is glorious high-altitude light. Nabokov said there’s no light like Colorado’s, except in central Russia. And you can see it in this picture. It’s absolutely sublime.” - Robert Adams
Tony Stamolis summed this photo up best in one word, “terrifying.” Nice send T.
If you have a mind, Tom Long’s work should blow it.
This two-part interview, originally shot for Stop Smiling, was directed by gentleman, scholar and Monday night poker hustler Alan Del Rio Ortiz (Vice, Stop Smiling) and produced by Ben Fasman.
Alan says “Tom Long creates hyper intricate landscapes and science fiction tinged paintings loosely based on ancient persian art.”
I say he has an invisible alien world living inside his head, the citizens of which are gradually migrating to ours every time he puts his mind to paper.
For no better reason than I’m still pissed that I missed them Saturday night at the New Image Art Anniversary Show. Figured they’d play late and they played early.
By the time I got there the band was gone, the cops were gone, some skinny kid DJ (dressed like a ex-member of NWA) was spinning and left-over Mary Kate Olsen wanna-be’s were dancing badly to “We Are Your Friends” for the 1,765th time.
Skinny kid wasn’t bad necessarily. I just wasn’t there. My head was tuned for swirling/screaming guitars and pounding drums, not party jams.
Show was dope though. McFetridge, Steven and some other old men from the old crew were there. Ed and Deanna Templeton, Barry McGee, Swoon, Date Farmers, Jordan Isip, Melinda Beck and Phil Frost all had cool stuff up.
But I missed No Age. I always miss them. I’m always late, sick, out of town. I miss them by days. I miss them by seconds. I don’t get it. But I love them. I really do.
Besides the fact that the are just fucking awesome they also make it nearly impossible for snobby cunt rock scene shits from other cities to talk shit on L.A. when they’re from here.
Here’s the video for “Eraser” which is just as cool as they are:
And here’s where they played “Eraser” on the Late Late Show after CBS told Randy Randall he couldn’t wear a Barack Obama t-shirt (So instead he taped the words “Free Health Care” to his t-shirt):
Here they are playing the L.A. River:
Here they are getting busted by the cops:
And here I’m leaving space for them to play at my house…
