Oh my god. (And made with actual pages of MD!)
WHAT! “White Whale Ale is infused with the sea-faring spirit ofMoby Dick. Michael and Emily Powell took pages from a copy of the book and, along with Rogue brewmaster, John Maier, placed them into the brew kettle.”
Captivating photo series by French artist Clément Briend — I imagine in person it must stop you in your tracks.
“Cambodian Trees is a creative light projection project by that overlays trees with sculptural images of spirits and deities that are highly regarded in Cambodian culture. It’s a beautiful surprise when the projected spirits awaken and reveal themselves at night as though they are made of the towering trees themselves. The photographic light installations echo the spirituality of the few sprouts of nature in the predominantly urban landscapes.”
via My Modern Met
This is one of the best stories I’ve written this month (in my opinion), during my NaNo flash fiction challenge:
I’ve run out of ideas.
It’s embarrassing to admit that. More importantly, it’s dangerous. Once upon a time, or so I’ve heard, our country respected artists. They thought we were special and that creativity was a gift bestowed to only a chosen few. Back then you could claim to have something called “writer’s block” and people felt sorry for you.
These days, artists are expected to produce. We have schedules and deadlines and supervisors who stand over our shoulders, reviewing our work and telling us immediately if we need to be more creative, more original, or more thought-provoking.
If you’re lucky, you write well enough to win a semi-private desk in the corner of one of the large grey work rooms. If you’re really lucky, they might let you go outside for 45 minutes once a week.
Starlight is the most beautiful glow, but while the light is constant it’s also paradoxically dynamic. It maintains its presence, yet the luminance is fluid. It gleams and dims with the most variable persistence. The world looks softer and more beautiful in general, but particular objects lose…
Thinking this book needs to be added to my “to-be-read” list.
There’s something absolutely incredible about being able to sit down and type out your thoughts. To have some nearly unexplainable chemical reactions in your brain turn into the movement of a pencil, or pen, or fingers on a keyboard, and see words begin to form from seemingly nothing.