Archive | August, 2010

Old is new again: Mall photos from the 1980s

31 Aug

Holy nostalgia Batman! This album of photos taken in American malls in the 1980s are kind of amazing. They’re on facebook, so I’m not sure you can access them, but if you’re on facebook try this link. The hair! The old people! The indoor cigarettes! The giant cellphones! And I forgot what the old Sears typeface looked like. Here’s a few golden eggs for you:

Thanks to facebook user Rumur, and Dan Nuxoll over at Rooftop Films for the link.

Our parents are wrecking everything

30 Aug

I’m sick and dizzy and weird feeling today, and generally bitter at the world. If you feel that way too, and are a member of my generation, and would like to feel more bitter, I strongly suggest you read Michael O’Hare’s letter to his students at Berkeley.

The gist? Promises and commitments made by generations before us are being completely undone by our parent’s generation, because they’re unwilling to ‘pay forward’ the things that their parents provided for them, and for us. Whether you agree with all of it or not, it’s awesome food for thought on how the choices currently made by politicians are not benefiting younger generations. Way to go, guys.

Marcel the Shell With Shoes On

27 Aug

What is the cutest thing in the entire world, you might ask?

Oh, right, this.

Thanks to Nicole for the tip.

Snazzy Napper – should I?

26 Aug

I’m thinking of reviewing the Snazzy Napper for Newnewnewness. Should I? I will try posting a poll.

Russia, in colour, 100 years ago

23 Aug

Following up on the colour photos of the Depression I posted awhile ago – here’s some pictures that are even more stunning. They are images taken in and around Russia in 1910.

If the Depression photos looked like historical re-enactments, these look like movie stills. Stunning stunning stunning.

Via Nicole Stamp over at pageslap.

Nesting Dolls by Ginger Williams

22 Aug

I want all of the nesting dolls here. So hard. Artist Ginger Williams, you are my hero.

These two are my favorites, methinks.

Of course Dorothy is the tallest. RIP Bea.

My favorite part of this movie was when Yoda asked Luke to start washing his car.

Via Jezebel.

Open Roof Films: The Parking Lot Movie

8 Aug

Friday night I was invited to the first screening of the new Toronto summer movie series Open Roof Films. Loosely modeled, it seems, on Brooklyn’s Rooftop Films (who have, incidentally, screened a number of my videos), the Friday screening of the documentary The Parking Lot Movie was preceded by a talk with my longtime friend and filmmaker Richie Mehta, and a performance by Little Girls. Appropriately, the event was held in the empty parking lot next to Amsterdam brewery.

Directed by Megan Eckman, the documentary tells the story of a group of past and present so-called ‘inferior intellects’ who found themselves working at the Center Parking Lot near the University of Virginia. The over-educated attendants present themselves as part of an elite club where employment will only be granted if you are a treasured friend or a friend-of-a-friend of another attendant.

The attendants have way too much time on their hands and as a result, as cars come and go from the lot, the attendants have plenty of time to contemplate their situations, the nature of capitalism and classism, and why people driving inside vehicles feel entitled to act like a-holes.

But the dudes don’t just sit around philosophizing or dealing with d-bags all day. They invent games involving traffic cones, turn the cardboard inside their booth into works of art and spray paint concrete poetry on the lot’s traffic barriers.

So yeah… if you have a chance to see this movie, please do. It’s totally inspired me to make sure that my next piece of video art is a documentary.