If you’re the arty type, like me, you’ll possibly have an over-active imagination, regardless of what time of year it is. But at Halloween you can let it run amok, and at the liminal time in Ireland, when you’re standing balanced on the threshold of Samhain, in November, it’s fully expected of you, that you will throw yourself right into the spirit of the thing. So let’s dive into a short but true tale of portals and Parks, where once a fine house stood…….
All paintings in video podcast are originals by Donna Emerald. Photos are courtesy of Wikipedia Commons files, unattributed, except for shot of the park by Andriusbu (2009), and several, including those of the “boathouse” temple, and the “Herculanean” temple, provided courtesy of zen-mind.com . Drone footage was courtesy of Luciann Photography, at pexels. The thumbnail image is a self-portrait by Gustav Courbet, called “The Desperate Man”, also a public domain image. Other footage was my own, and thanks to everyone who documented this wonderful spot in Dublin, for us all to enjoy, and be creatively inspired by, this Halloween, and beyond. If you love true scary stories, and art, you’re sure to enjoy this Halloween story from Ireland, read aloud against a backdrop of art, photography and cinematically jaw-dropping drone footage of the park. The syndicated podcast is available on multiple platforms as well, if you just want to hear a scary story in audio format (click link below). If you like the images, you may want to head to my YouTube channel, by clicking the “Watch on YouTube” link, and subscribe to my Donna Emerald channel on YouTube, so you never miss out on one of my oh so arty art videos! Don’t forget to thumbs up and hit the bell while you’re there, so you won’t miss any arty action.
“Watson, I simply must tell you, old man, the most extra-ordinary thing. You remember Moriarty dropped around yesterday, while I was at my pipe, poking around for information, as usual?” “Why, yes, um, yes, I do Mr. Holmes (hurumph) That awful man.Was he trying to find out why that attractive lady visitor was here yesterday? (thinks, pretty little thing, smiling).”
“Yes, and while he was trying to get information from me, I noticed something flew from his pocket as he retrieved his handkerchief, to blow that large snout of his in. It fell in the fire, as bad luck would have it, but I managed to distract him by cunning means, which, as you know, I’m a master of, and pointed out some new slides I’d obtained of dancing Gibson girls, at a side table. While he was busy rustling about in my intellectual mess, I reached quickly into the fire with a poker, and rescued this!”
“Oh, jolly well done, Holmes. Um, ah, what does it say? It’s rather scrappy and why’s it torn up?”
“Exactly, Watson! WHY IS IT TORN UP? It’s quite clearly something he doesn’t wish to get into the wrong hands, Probably intended to burn it himself, but doesn’t have a Mrs. Hudson about the place, to clear the fire out and light it, and such. I mean, he doesn’t have my charisma, and charm, when it comes to getting ladies to do things for you, when you want.”
“He he. Quite, Mr. Holmes (clears throat). Will Mrs. Hudson be serving buttered crumpets and tea soon, incidentally?”
“Try to concentrate for a moment, my friend, while we await the afternoon tea. This is a bona fide mystery, and I have been furiously playing my violin trying to cogitate on it. I believe I have decoded the document, after carefully unencrypting the scraps, and piecing the information together.” “Oh, really? What does it say, Holmes?”
“It’s an invitation, to a very secret affaire. That’s why he intended to destroy it. Allow me to read it to you.”
(Dramatic pause, while sounds of a teatray rattling downstairs can be heard)
“You are cordially invited to a “Portrait of Q” Art Auction Event, to celebrate Q’s favourite number, and the recent release of the new novel by Donna Emerald, “The Q Affaire”. This exclusive event has been arranged to thank customers who bought the book. Customers who bought the book are now eligible to bid on the only known portrait of Q in existence. Wish to own this beautiful Oil on paper portrait, signed by the artist, Donna Emerald? Then come along to the event where we officially party (and grift off Q) hard, via livestream, to open the one day bidding war in style, so you can start placing your bids on Etsy, and having fun in chat. This is your top secret Q clearance level invite, to the auction of the year, at 4.30pm GMT (check your coordinates, and synchronize your watches, for a zero delta) which promises to go down like an epic stQrm. Be there, or be square. Good luck, Q Patriots!”
“Goodness, Holmes. Q! Why the whole of London has been seeking him. They’ve been seeking him in Bankok and Mexico, too, with rumours of sightings from San Francisco to Moscow, and still he eludes us all, even Moriarty, who is not half so stupid as immediate appearances suggest.” “Yes, Watson. Someone knows his whereabouts, and someone wants to meet in secret. I’m rather curious to get a look at this Q character, finally, aren’t you? Where are my dressup costumes?”
(Door bursts open, making Watson jump, and Mrs. Hudson appears, panting heavily from the climb up the stairs with the teatray, laden down with tea and buttered crumpets, little pots of jam and sugar cubes, tiny milk pitcher of floral design etc.).
“Mrs. Hudson? We need to borrow your best dress. And bring me some glue, immediately.”
This reblog of the week explores the FnordicCulture of the Discordian Tribe of Eris. My own recent digging around has unearthed a few old but new gems, including this scroll of wisdom, shown below, describing how the Aani myths relate to the chaotic origins of Discordia, and the legends of Eris, the Goddess of strife and thingimy-bobs of a messy nature, described first by the fed-up philosopher Richard Dawkins, which blossomed into the later memes of the post-post-classical meltdown period. Confused? Good. You are starting to get the fnord of the thing. Read on, for further illumination.
Discordian YouTube Connections? I’ve often suspected there’s a large area of cross-over, but never been able to definitively prove anything. And just look at the bother one can get into, speculating on things without proof. Defango recommends Tarl Warwick‘s (Styx hexenhammer666′s) book on Occult Memetics on a recent video. Interestingly, Tarl Warwick is also the editor of this little tome. He must be a busy guy, as he is also running for the position of Governer of Vermont this year. How fnordy is that. If you are worried about demon infestation issues from reading the Grimoire, you could stick to the Discordian version, which you probably won’t catch demons off, unless you consider a fit of the giggles evil.
Sigh. I’ll probably never get to the bottom of the entanglements of ideas that criss-cross through meme culture. Meanwhile……..
Have you seen Childish Gambino‘s ‘This is America‘ music video yet? It’s full of metaphors and works well as a piece of video art, as well as it does in a musical sense (if you are into that kind of thing (mellow, funkor classical is more my vibe). But its meaning is ambiguous, and may also have layers of meanings not accessible to the conscious mind at first viewing. Some good videos have been made which discuss possible meanings in the video. I thought you might like to have a look, if you have not already come across this song. Even if you have, it’s worth having another look with the analysis afterwards.
Decide for yourself; is it mainly a black/racism theme, a violence/gun theme, a gang theme, a mass-media culture/semiotics theme; maybe a political left/right theme, or all of the above, perhaps most, or what else? Part of the video’s power is that it doesn’t provide the answers for us. And that’s not a bad partial definition of art itself, which, as Picasso once said, tends to ‘elude investigation‘.
If you found your poor nerves jangled after all that tension and post-postmodernanxiety that is the staple emotional state involved in modern American culture, maybe I could suggest a soothing antidote. It’s more of a blue pill than a red one, a musical biographical movie that features sadness, drugs and angst, along with the sublime trumpet playing of Chet Baker. And you won’t get lost in the plot.
Are you a classical nerd? Quick quiz, then. Name the following tune.
YouTubeLARPSinvolve the utilization of the most cynical methods methods imaginable by cross-platform marketers to emotionally engage the viewer while distancing them increasingly from reality. The post below from Symzoniaexplores surrealist art in relation to the reflected realities that lie on the other side of our reality. Marketers reappropriate and subvert Fine art and transmute the sublime into the mundane in the name of Mammon. The aim is to engage the viewer, keep him going around in ever decreasing circles, before he finally disappears into a rabbit-hole which is the blackest pit of all, Dante’s 4th circle, where hopefully all marketers will reside for eternity, being poked eternally by the rest of us. If we ever speak to another human being again, that is, after having our souls raped by these lowlives, whose moral justification is the AssassinsCreed, of killing them with kindness. The kindness extends to endlessly poking YOU with endless volumes of spam Emails bringing you to other places you really don’t want toend upin, and pleas to interact in Facebook groups, where they mine your data, in order to have something to read in hell. Meanwhile, decent folk are kind of hoping they’ll choke on their own psychotic pills. Perhaps we would be better off hanging out with nobler creatures, but it would be a pity to lose one’s faith in the goodness of at least most of the people we interact with. They are not all actors in the movie ‘zombieapocalypse‘. They are the great big happy family that wants to sell you something, and all you need to give up in return is your soul. More info on the marketing Family here.
Holly Woodlawn died today.
She was the star in arthouse films by Andy Warhol. If you’ve never seen any of his films, or don’t know anything about his work, this is as good a place to start as any, an overview of his work by Alastair Sooke. This documentary explores what some of the art that Warhol became famous for was about. Warhol was the ultimate regurgitator of consumer culture, cleverly commenting on the symbols and codes of consumerism, not just to make us aware of popular culture’s influence on how we see things, but to create beautiful works of art from the mundane and mass-produced low-value objects we see around us every day, like newspapers and soup cans.
If you want to see Holly Woodlawn in one of her most famous roles, follow this link.
It’s not pretty, but it’s art, and it sure beats watching someone sleeping for 14 hours.
Sometimes money isn’t the bottom line. There are people out there (thank goodness) who care as much about creativity for its own sake as thinking about how they can create more cash out of the cash they’ve invested. I came across this creative pair on Adobe TV. They aregenerative designers, who work on the interface between art and design, using as many free tools as they can, and sharing their knowledge with others in workshops. Good stuff.