ras-al-ghul-is-dead:

A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerby’s  wanting to take photos with the LOVE statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society.  Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesn’t exist.  In this event, artist activists staged a scene where Kieth A. Wallace, an Actor, pretended to be dead for an hour in front of the statue while others took turns holding a sign with “Call Us By Our Names” written on it.  

To see more photos from this performance, check out #CallUsByOurNames on Facebook. 

I am not a journalist, I am merely a friend of the artists involved.  I was not at this event.      

As the photos show, the social experiment and silent protest highlighted the peoples reaction in the foreground of the photo. In this context the people become the performance art, and the faux dead body becomes a backdrop.  As an artist, I don’t want to give you my interpretation of the art of these photos. They should speak for themselves.  But I did talk to Lee Edward Colston II, an actor, who was involved in the event.  

Here are some of his observations of the social interactions he witnessed: 

I don’t know who any of these folks are.

They were tourists I presume.

But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. There’s one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldn’t take his eyes off the body.

"Something about this doesn’t feel right. I’m going to sit this one out, guys." "Com’on man… he’s already dead."

(Laughs.)

There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.

The older gentleman: “Why do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.” Older woman: “They’re black kids, honey. They don’t have anything better to do.”

One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.

There was a guy who yelled at us… “We need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!”

"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said ‘thank you. It’s nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.’

#CallUsByOurNames

http://www.phillymag.com/news/2014/08/18/ferguson-protest-tourists-pose-dead-boy-love-park/?fb_action_ids=10152393307509412&fb_action_types=og.recommends&fb_ref=.U_I27dVyArI.like#gallery-1-8

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typeworship:

Global Circus Lettering

The above shots are from Eine’s latest graffiti lettering, dubbed “Tenderloin”, painted in London, Berlin and Denver, CO.

See more of Ben Eine’s work on Type Worship, here, here & here.

Photos: Ben Fuchs, BirdMan, EineSigns

(Source: arrestedmotion.com)

artofthevictorianera:

The Departure by Ludovico Marchetti

artofthevictorianera:

The Departure by Ludovico Marchetti

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bythegods:

cognitivedissonance:

Tonight in Ferguson, Mo. Even CNN is calling out police brutality.

We are watching history unfold. Do not stand down. Spread the word.

No justice, no peace.

An important break in our regularly scheduled programming.

centuriespast:

DEGAS, EdgarAux Ambassadeurs: Mademoiselle Bécat1877-85Pastel over lithograph, 23 x 20 cmPrivate collection

centuriespast:

DEGAS, Edgar
Aux Ambassadeurs: Mademoiselle Bécat
1877-85
Pastel over lithograph, 23 x 20 cm
Private collection

cayya:

The Birdcage (1996)

"You look tired" means "you look old." And "you look rested" means "you’ve had collagen." 

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s-rebs:


The Blue Arch of a Mosque in EsfahanPhoto and caption by Tandis KhodadadianPhotographed April 2013, Esfahan, Iran

this is beautiful

s-rebs:

The Blue Arch of a Mosque in Esfahan
Photo and caption by Tandis Khodadadian
Photographed April 2013, Esfahan, Iran

this is beautiful

(Source: smithsonianmag.com, via momstop)

centuriespast:

CODUSSI, Mauro
Torre dell’Orologio (with details)
1496-99
Photo
Piazza San Marco, Venice

uutpoetry:

Ray. The Rope Dancer Accompanies Herself with Her Shadow.

The industry says
we must be gray
and in between
the life of palette and cologne.

Life of mono-stasis, 
of average armies
rolling the carpet out
in anatomic lunch lines.

At first we’re in an electric box
interfacing with the arachnid god;

then we’ve become a crown, a whole city
that knows the comeliness
of tone.

uutpoetry:

Ray. The Rope Dancer Accompanies Herself with Her Shadow.

The industry says
we must be gray
and in between
the life of palette and cologne.

Life of mono-stasis,
of average armies
rolling the carpet out
in anatomic lunch lines.

At first we’re in an electric box
interfacing with the arachnid god;

then we’ve become a crown, a whole city
that knows the comeliness
of tone.

(Source: mrgolightly, via anti-snobsnob)