Guess what this is:
Welp, it’s not meat.
It’s marzipan, that crushingly sweet almond-and-sugar treat.
“Satisfied with her first marzipan artwork, Helga started making even more repulsive sculptures, like animal organs and rotting pig heads. She admits her creations look so real she herself is sometimes disgusted by them.”
Check out her other morbid meats at www.petrau-heinzel.com.
(Heads up: artistic female nudity at the site)
(via Oddity Central)
“This picture I’m gonna do right now is gonna suck, but I’m gonna do it anyways, just to see how bad it’s gonna look.
Fuck yeah.
I may do something REALLY good maybe once a month, but then I completely screw it up once I color it.
Fuck yeah.
I love art.
Fuck yeah.”
by forums user kool-ka-lang on Conceptart.org. Read the rest here, get pumped, and get creating.
Henry Darger. Ever heard of him? I hadn’t either. I was browsing online and stumbled across his story. Immediately, I was in awe at the sheer dedication he showed as an author.
But you’ll never see his work in bookstores.
You’ll never see it, because his most famous epic, The Story of the Vivian Girls, in What is known as the Realms of the Unreal, of the Glandeco-Angelinian War Storm, Caused by the Child Slave Rebellion is 15,145 single-spaced pages long. Not only did this unassuming man (a janitor by day) manage to pen more words in one epic than many will during their entire lives, he also painted hundreds of pictures to accompany it, which went on in turn to influence other artists.
Oh, by the way…he then went on to write a sequel that exceeded 10,000 pages.
And then a semi-fictional autobiography topping out at 4878 pages.
A documentary about the man and his work, In the Realms of the Unreal, was released in 2004.
What have you done lately?
What the fuck. This is pretty fantastic, in a creepy mind-bendy kind of way.
Hauntingly beautiful. See more here.
(May be reproduced only with Creative Commons License, available here.)
This ain’t your Grandma’s knickknack. Unless your Grandma’s awesome.
Artist Jessica Harrison buys old porcelain figures and repurposes them: adds some guts here, slices a throat there. The result? Not something you’re gonna see on the Shopping Network anytime soon.
More butchered beauties at JessicaHarrison.co.uk.
(via Bored Panda)
As I’ve posted before, robots kinda give me the heebies. I thought it only applied to those too-close-for-comfort humanoids, but then I found this:
It’s like it’s…waiting. Someone’s going to turn their back on this thing and it’s going to come for them. I can feel it.
I don’t tend to watch much tv, but what I do watch is almost always arts-based reality competition. I just love watching people making things.
Somehow I completely missed the new season of Face Off. I find it so interesting to see the behind-the-scenes of movie makeup application, and how the artists can take some latex and paint and make us believe in aliens and monsters.
Since I’m sick as a dog today, and don’t see myself getting my planned writing done, I thought I’d catch up. If you want to join me, the Canadian link is here.
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