Back to It

Now that my brain is cleared out a bit (a more apt way of putting it would be "now that my brain has recovered from being tenderized by an intellectual meat hammer for the past seven months), I can get back to filling it with things that actually interest me. Like photography.

I found this via Neil Gaiman (who found it via Jonathan Carroll), and I think it's absolutely gorgeous. It's the work of a photographer named Bobby Neel Adams, who spliced together photographs of people from different time periods in their lives. The end result is kind of creepy, but altogether really beautiful. He did the same thing with couples, the results of which are stunning.

Photography is my favorite artform, and one of the reasons is its ability to do this. To record pieces of a person's life and splice them together. We look out into the cosmos and the only way we have to relate to it is through the passage of light. A star we look at--that light is the remains of its life from millions of years ago. In this way, a photograph, which catches and holds the light we gave off at a certain age, is literally a piece of frozen time. Our lives caught in silver.

Marmaduke Explained
Marmaduke Explained, while less philosophically inspiring, is the other thing I've caught up on recently. It's not high brow, but it sure is gut-bustingly funny.

More later on the hobbies I've been catching up on.