motioncollector:

Vimeo Staff Pick: Your life sucks, try Super Life! Super Life let’s you experience an entire life time in 46 seconds! From your very first steps to your very last, see all the thrills of adolescence, the decisions of adulthood and the joys of retirement! Coming soon to arcades and home entertainment systems everywhere. This is a tweaked version of a piece I made for the 80-ft. tall screen outside the Boston Convention Center in South Boston. It will be playing during this year’s PAX East convention starting April 11th - 13th.

I’m-a cry.

When you fire the top dog and take away all resources it is what it is.

A TechCrunch source’s description of what’s about to happen to Google+, now that Vic Gundotra, the leader of that project, is leaving the company. Walking Dead, anyone? (via shortformblog)

Goodnight +1

thegetty:

From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him, Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odor and in hue, Could make me any summer’s story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.
—William Shakespeare, born April 23, 1564
Vase of Flowers (detail), 1722, Jan van Huysum. The J. Paul Getty Museum

Ah, spring! What may one say?

thegetty:

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odor and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew.
Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.

—William Shakespeare, born April 23, 1564

Vase of Flowers (detail), 1722, Jan van Huysum. The J. Paul Getty Museum

Ah, spring! What may one say?

ilovecharts:

Learn all about ambergris — a waxlike substance that originates as a secretion in the intestines of the sperm whale, found floating in tropical seas and used in perfume manufacture. Whee!!!!

I was just talking about Ambergris with friends the other day. We were also talking about isinglass.

ilovecharts:

Learn all about ambergris — a waxlike substance that originates as a secretion in the intestines of the sperm whale, found floating in tropical seas and used in perfume manufacture. Whee!!!!

I was just talking about Ambergris with friends the other day. We were also talking about isinglass.

O my God! Source of all mercy! I acknowledge Your sovereign power. While recalling the wasted years that are past, I believe that You, Lord, can in an instant turn this loss to gain. Miserable as I am, yet I firmly believe that You can do all things. Please restore to me the time lost, giving me Your grace, both now and in the future, that I may appear before You in “wedding garments.” Amen.

A Prayer to Redeem Lost Time, by Teresa of Avila

We literally watched all of Compton during the times that we were flying, so we could zoom in anywhere within the city of Compton and follow cars and see people. From: http://m.theatlantic.com/national/archive/2014/04/sheriffs-deputy-compares-drone-surveillance-of-compton-to-big-brother/360954/

Ross McNutt of Persistence Surveillance Systems, describing the mass surveillance system used in the city of Compton, CA by the sheriff’s department in 2012, capturing high-resolution video of everything that happened inside that 10-square-mile municipality. (via hipsterlibertarian)

I can’t wait till these systems will be live monitored by a deputized class of citizens! Past loves Future!

I was seeking comic originality, and fame fell on me as a by-product. The course was more plodding than heroic: I did not strive valiantly against doubters but took incremental steps studded with a few intuitive leaps. I was not naturally talented—I didn’t sing, dance, or act—though working around that minor detail made me inventive. I was not self-destructive, though I almost destroyed myself.

Steve Martin, Born Standing Up, one of my favorite books.

This passage was about his comedic career but is relevant to so, so many things in life

(via newspeedwayboogie)

recycledmoviecostumes:

Whenever a movie costume is on display, or is sold into the hands of a private collector, what is often heard said is just how detailed the costume is, and how much work went into it that simply cannot be seen or appreciated on film.

However, with the current shift to HD television shows and BluRay films, that is starting to change. The above costume is a wonderful example of how an absolutely exquisite gown becomes something completely different when the details can be seen. The costume worn by Geraldine Chapman as Fräulein Rottenmeier in the 2005 production of Heidi is certainly beautiful in its graceful lines and shape. However, when seen in the Doctor Who Christmas Special The Snowmen in 2012 on Jenna Louise Coleman as Clara, the previously unseen textures become more apparent, as do the subtle variations of colours in the different fabrics.

Costume Credit: Supremesoufflegirl

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Mantua making is an art. Whoever says otherwise is daft.

If you have the chance of going to Rome during Holy Week, I advise you to attend the afternoon service at St Peter’s on Thursday. That is really the Good Friday service, as the Roman Catholic Church anticipates its feasts from noon on the previous day*. […] On Maundy Thursday the twelve candles on the altar are put out as a symbol of the disciples’ flight, till in the vast space there is only one candle left burning in the middle – for Christ. After that comes the cleansing of the altar. […] Then at 12 noon [on the Saturday] the Easter Alleluia is sung, the organ plays again, the bells peal, and the pictures are unveiled. This is the real celebration of Easter.

Dietrich Bonhoeffer, letter to Eberhard Bethge, 23 February 1944. Letters and Papers from Prison, p.218.

(* This refers to the pre-1955 practice. Since then the rites of the Easter Triduum have been put back several hours later. See this Wikipedia article for details. I assume the “real celebration of Easter” described by Bonhoeffer now takes place on Saturday night, which is both more fitting and, I expect, more dramatic in taking place after nightfall.)