“La teta y la luna” – The tit and the moon

My Spanish isn’t good, so the only thing I understood was basically “It is good” and “I like you”. Or at least that’s what I think they said. I think this clip might be better if you don’t understand what’s being said,- that way you’re even more mystified. I couldn’t embed it properly so I think you have to click the link. It’s “mature” because it contains breasts but not in a sexual way (I hope).
http://www.dailymotion.com/embed/video/x3m45i_mathilda-may-la-teta-y-la-luna_sexy
Mathilda May – La Teta y la Luna by t-king81
Bonus WTF: This looks a lot like Jessica Harrison’s furniture but I can’t find it on her site and I can’t track the image, so I think it’s a different artist doing a similar thing.

What a waste

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Eu de humanity – Original art

Digital art.

The concept is the essence of the human race being sold as a perfume. I think the most important things in this drawing are the different details. The model in the ad symbolizes hypocrisy. She’s a satire of award show celebrities, a beautiful woman who is at first glance publicly promoting charities (animal rights, ending wars, giving money to third world countries) but looking closer she’s wearing fur (the fox), her clothes are made by workers in sweatshops and her jewellery symbolizes blood diamonds. She’s representing people who put up a façade of virtues while being unwilling to give up the luxury that depends on other people’s suffering.

It’s a cynical piece which focuses on the negative sides of humans. It mocks the definition of “have humanity” and “be humane”.

Click on the image to see it in fullsize.

BUGS BUGS GIANT BUGS AARRRRGHHHH

WITH A NORMAL SPIDER YOU CAN AT LEAST END THEIR CREEPY LIVES BY STEPPING ON THEM OR SMASHING THEM WITH A MAGAZINE… I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW YOU WOULD KILL THESE THINGS OR WHAT THEY WOULD LOOK LIKE AFTER BEING SMASHED.

Watch and weep/screm/flail in horror:

Kill Sandy Claws

For those of you with more… unique taste in Christmas ornaments, here’s something for you. It might seem like a prop from Rare Exports (it’s almost too fitting), but Michael R Oddo say  he can sell them for about $100. I wish someone had told me that I could make money from doing this before he got the idea.

Sauce and sauce.

Halloween special

“I came back for you”‘
Nathan and Nathalie were twins, born and raised in a dysfunctional home in the most vile parts of the city. In a place where everyone looks out for only themselves, they relied on only each other for protection… until one day, when Nathalie is found murdered. Three weeks later, Nathan gets in trouble with a gang and just when it seems like he has no way out, Nathalie comes back to protect him…

Mixed media in photoshop. Came up with the story just for fun. Click on it for a bigger/more detailed version.

Back from Hell(-singland)

I got back yesterday evening after spending the weekend in Hälsingland, which is roughly 6 hours with car from where I live. There’s a house there which my great-grand father built which now belongs to my dad’s aunt, and we get to borrow it when we want to get away for a while. We almost always go with my family and my cousin’s family, which we did this time too, except for my uncle who couldn’t make it.

Anyway, it’s a really nice place. The house is very well preserved, and when I’m there I go through magazines from the 40ies which are still lying around, neatly stocked away in various cupboards. There was one issue from 67 which covered the change from left-sided car traffic to our current right-sided traffic, with thourough interviews with old celebrities on what they thought about suddenly having to drive on the “wrong” side of the road. There were also lots of vintage ads about smoking, talking about how all the elegant and rich people smoked Marlboro or John Silver or whatever the brand was. Classic.

The downside is that there’s no running water, so you have to go to the outhouse instead of a toilet, and you can’t shower. There’s almost no cellphone reception and definitely no Internet. There’s also a really scary looking, vintage teddy bear that I had to move because it was sitting in the room I was going to sleep in… but I didn’t have my camera with me so I couldn’t take a picture. I’m becoming rather easily frightened at night lately. Last thursday I spent the night at mom’s and slept in my little sister’s room. My sister collects porclein dolls, which I find creepy enough during the days, but it’s even worse at nights. I think she has around 10 of them. I bought the biggest one for her as a birthday gift a few years ago, it reaches my hip in hight and stands on the window sill. When you go to bed, it is positioned so you see its outline against the light seeping through the window from the street light outside. Its head is turned so it looks like it is staring at you when you’re lying the bed trying to sleep. Anyhow, mom had refurnished and placed all the dolls on the window sill next to the big doll instead of in the book case where they usually stand, so I had to sleep while being observed by 10 creepy looking dolls instead of just 1. Great.

Speaking of sleeping, I had a pretty horrible nightmare this night (and there wasn’t even any creepy dolls or teddies nearby). It went like this:
In the dream I had some drugs that I thought about taking, but ultimately decided against it because my parents would be home eventually and I didn’t want to be caught (in the dream I was still living at home). As I was walking home, I began to feel the effects of the drug, but I was confused since I thought I hadn’t taken them. My head was weird and my motor skills began to deteriorate, so when I got home, I walked into the bathroom and tried to vomit them up. As I was in the bathroom, I was interrupted by someone outside. I walked out into the hallway (this was set in my childhood home where I haven’t been in almost 10 years). A man was standing outside one of the bedrooms. In the dream, I remembered my mom mentioning to me previously that she was renting a room to one of her friends, so I asked the guy whether he was the son of this friend (which didn’t even make sense because he was too old). I don’t remember what he said, but I made some excuse to call my mom, so I took out my cell and tried to dial her number, but my fingers were too clumsy so I couldn’t hit the right buttons. The panic began to rise as I once again failed to dial correctly and the man had moved so he was standing intimidatingly close. After the third or the forth failed attempt, he took the phone from me and said “The drug is kicking in now, isn’t it?”, and then attacked me. I tried to break free, but I felt very weak from the drug. He started choking, shaking and even groping me and screaming “THE DRUG IS KICKING IN NOW, ISN’T IT??!” and “YOU’RE FEELING THE SYMPTOMS NOW!” in the dream I didn’t know whether he was real or a part of a very, very bad acid trip. I had this feeling like someone was pressing their fingers hard between my rib bones, and then I woke up. So I guess this is my subconscious telling me not to do drugs? o_0 Wish it could have told me in a more gentle way.

Anyhow, this post is a bit scattered, but things will soon be back to regular blogging-wise. I might post some photos from Hälsingland as well,- there’s some very cool things there that I haven’t written about here. I have some photos left from my trip there the previous year. Until then, don’t break too many legs. Or something.

PS. very bummed about the election here. RARRR. D:

Mr Manufactured Man

Been playing around with a few photos in photoshop for a while. Used one of my female friends as the “model”, which I don’t think you can see anymore 😉

Anyhow, I call it Mr Manufactured Man. Make your own interpretation.:P Click on it to see a bigger version (you get much more details).

Creepy Pasta – hands from ceiling

This is wicked! How come I didn’t know about it until now? Love it. 😀

Uncanny valley – The Telenoid aka Spermbot

"The new Telenoid R1 was designed to appear and to behave as a minimalistic human; at the very first glance, one can easily recognize the Telenoid as a human while the Telenoid appear as both male and female, as both old and young. By this minimal design, the Telenoid allows people to feel as if an acquaintance in the distance is next to you."

El Sourco.

People jokingly call it spembot because they think it looks like a sperm-child-robot. I think it looks like a 5 y.o recovering from horrible, horrible burn injuries.

The term “Uncanny valley” is used in a lot of places these days. I didn’t really know where it came from until about a week ago when I looked it up on Wikipedia. The term was invented by a roboticist named Masahiro Mori, who probably based it of Ernst Jentsch’s and Freud’s theories of uncanny things.

Quote: “Mori’s hypothesis states that as a robot is made more humanlike in its appearance and motion, the emotional response from a human being to the robot will become increasingly positive and empathic, until a point is reached beyond which the response quickly becomes that of strong revulsion.”