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Showing posts with label Pandora's Box. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pandora's Box. Show all posts

VICTOR'S WAY SCULPTURE PARK: A Contemplative Garden Gallery


Victor's Way is a private park in the village county of Wicklow, Ireland, with a vast array of bizarre attractions and creepy sculptures. The outside sculpture gallery was founded by owner, Victor Langheld, who was born in Berlin, traveled around the world and lived with different religious orders in Thailand, Japan and Sri-Lanka. When he settled in Ireland, he sponsored the construction of this park and designed 24 granite and 3 bronze sculptures himself. During his travels, Victor spent a lot of time on contemplating the meaning of life and getting acquainted with various philosophical approaches and cultural traditions. Hence, the sculptures in the garden are designed in a way that calls one to contemplate about the meaning of the world or the sculptures themselves.

Victor’s Way is not a fun park for families. Ideally chatty companions, children and dogs, all of which disrupt the peace and quiet of the contemplative ambience, are asked not to be brought. Here the use of mobile phones (save for photography) is an absolute no-no. Ideally the visitor should slow down to half or quarter normal walking speed. Ideally the visitor should sit down on the benches provided and absorb into his or her inner (future, hence perfect) world and/or the serene forest atmosphere.


LORD OF THE BEES Short Film by COOL 3D WORLD



Cool 3D World is a collaborative animation project by Brian Tessler and Jon Baken that create 3D animation clips and web shorts with a focus on intense distortions and bizarre, grotesque imagery.

LORD OF THE BEES is one of their most recent and most cohesive projects to date. The web short is a surreal and dark-humored work of 3D perfection that rockets you from one bizarre scene to the next. See Video Below

Morbid Anatomy Museum Presents "OPUS HYPNAGOGIA" Curated by Stephen Romano

 
Mattheew Dutton | Fauna Gomorrah
   The Morbid Anatomy Museum presents Opus Hypnagogia: Sacred Spaces of the Visionary and Vernacular, a new exhibition, curated by Stephen Romano. The show's title is inspired by the hypnagogic state, the transitional world between the waking and dreaming planes of consciousness - a space where it is believed creativity flourishes and manifests into existence. The exhibit is a harmonious pairing of contemporary artworks alongside a vast array of ephemera, vernacular photography, folk sculptures, and sacred ancient texts is executed immaculately. An innovative and esoteric testament to the shamanic state and the otherworldly creative process that enlightens an artist's path from vision to conception. With astonishing works by such artists as Kris Kuksi, Charles Dellschau , Martin Wittfooth, William Mortenson, El Gato Chimney, Jel Ena, Caitlin McCormack, and many, many more - this show is a must see and will leave you walking away altered and entranced.

Doktor Johannes Faust | Magia Naturalis et In Naturalis (1849)

Zombie Boy x Rick Genest x Rico the Zombie "How Do You Judge A Book?

Former sideshow performer, Rick Genest A.K.A. Rico the Zombie Boy; best known for his lead role in Lady Gaga's "Born This Way" video and as the new face for Thierry Mugler's latest collection, goes back to a blank canvas in DermaBlend's new "How Do You Judge A Book?" ad campaign.


Insane Vintage Ads Vol. 2

Even more genuinely odd and disturbing ads from yesteryear.










Also See:   
Insane Vintage Ads Vol. 1

 

Russian Bio-Robot THE IRON GLOVE

During the arms race of 1956, the Soviets implemented a project code-named the"Желе́зо Варежки" (Iron Glove), a crossbreed between a machine and living organism; a dog.

Based on Dr. Sergey Sergeyevich Bryukhonenko's ground breaking Experiments in the Revival of Organisms, a functional prototype was completed in just two years.









The film featured below documents some early Russian scientific experiments with the resuscitation of animals by Dr. S.S. Bryukhonenko at the Institute of Experimental Physiology and Therapy,Voronezh, U.S.S.R. [1]

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Resuscitation & The History Of The Revival Of Animals: Experiments In The Revival Of Organisms (1940)
Resuscitation & The History of the Revival of Animals: Experiments in the Revival of Organisms (1940)

Harry Potter Prequel by J.K. Rowling

The book publisher Waterstone’s website has now updated with J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter Prequel, which sold for "€25,000-€50,000" in a charity auction. Read it here, in its 800 word entirety, time-lined 3 years before the birth of Harry; the Harry Potter Prequel - Chapter Zero.

illustration by (agogodisco)

The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted ‘whoa!’ Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail light, vanished up the narrow side street.

‘We’ve got ‘em now!” cried PC Anderson excitedly. ‘That’s a dead end!”
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.

There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour’s chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brick wall and the police car, which was now crashing towards them like some growling, luminous-eyed predator.

There was so little space between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his shirt as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.

‘Get off the bike!’ he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.

They did as they were told. Finally pulling free from the broken wind mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair; his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter’s guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The second boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in T-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, tuneless rock band.

‘No helmets!’ Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. ‘Exceeding the speed limit by – by a considerable amount!’ (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) ‘Failing to stop for the police!’

‘We’d have loved to stop for a chat,’ said the boy in glasses, ‘only we were trying -’
‘Don’t get smart – you two are in a heap of trouble!’ snarled Anderson. ‘Names!’
‘Names?’ repeated the long-haired driver. ‘Er – well, let’s see. There’s Wilberforce… Bathsheba… Elvendork…’
‘And what’s nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy or a girl,’ said the boy in glasses.
‘Oh, OUR names, did you mean?’ asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage. ‘You should’ve said! This here is James Potter, and I’m Sirius Black!’
‘Things’ll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little -’

But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.

For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a second later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing more than -

‘Drumsticks?’ jeered Anderson. ‘Right pair of jokers, aren’t you? Right, we’re arresting you on a charge of -’

But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.

The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying – actually FLYING – up the alley on broomsticks – and at the same moment, the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.

Fisher’s knees bucked; he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher’s legs and fell on top of him, as FLUMP – BANG – CRUNCH – they heard the men on brooms slam into the upended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.

‘Thanks very much!’ called Sirius over the throb of the engine. ‘We owe you one!’
‘Yeah, nice meeting you!’ said James. ‘And don’t forget: Elvendork! It’s unisex!’

There was an earth-shattering crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle’s turn to rear. Before the policemen’s disbelieving eyes, it took off into the air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby. 

From the prequel I am not working on - but that was fun! 
J.K. Rowling
2008.

Insane Vintage Ads Vol. 1

Genuine vintage ads that range from humorous, to creepy, to just damn insane.









Also See:   

Dark Brew: Lynch Coffee, Manson Abinsthe, and Maynard Wine

David Lynch Organic Coffee, House Roast Whole Bean, 8-Ounce Canisters (Pack of 2)

  David Lynch's  

Coffee: Signature Cup

see: Barbie Interview: Lynch's Disturbring Promotional

 

Marilyn Manson's

Absinthe: Mansinthe

 

James Maynard Keenan's

Wine: Caduceus 

see: Blood into Wine: JMK's Wine Documentary





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