If you placed them by color and made it speen very fast, would you see white?

Via Noquedanblogs.

(image above, "Erasing Proust": erasing a page out of "La Rechérche" until the minimum "aroma" of the text is left).

Just the initial page of her site would do it.

But she's got a gorgeous movie out there, and a fab collection of stories. There's more, too, but I'm getting into her universe slowly, slowly.

If you ever thought that all performance artists rip their guts off in public whilst talking about their vaginas, try again. Her sweetness, and innocence and candour doesn't make her shallow, quite the contrary. It's like when you realize there are great writers that do not need big words to write beautifully.

Absolutely beautiful, absolutely dark, absolutely honest graphic novel by David B. Absolutely recommended.

I've had her books in my hands without even realizing.

Now I've found out some of the writtings in her blog and I'm fascinated.

See what I mean here.

PS: Is it me, or one cannot see most of the images in this blog anymore?!

I am actually enjoying this. I must confess I have actually pretty much read the whole book in a day. Oops. Is this OK?

Awesome book on art made with paper.

Sara Fanelli, illustrator of all things cute and smart, author of Sometimes I think, Sometimes I am.

Such a lovely book! See it here.

Via oh Happy Day.

And well, I just have to say it. After reading this, it's official I have a pretty good nose (something had to compensate my lack or rythm and coordination).

So good, it hurts. Read in one sitting. Soooo good.

I am fascinated by people's sketches and drawings. They might have been considered minor pieces compared against finished paintings, but these are great. I keep on looking at the dates and calculating: how old was he here? Is there still any hope for myself?

The animal protraits by Walton Ford totally fascinate me. They are cruel and beautiful and, in a way, old. As much as I like it, the £1000 book on him is still a bit steep. Oh well, there'll always be Google images.

There's this absolutely grand bookstore here in Oxford that specializes in Art and Design. Now, this is terribly dangerous, so i try to go there as little as possible. But a couple of days ago, the taxman has been really, really nice and returned a little money to me. You see where I'm going, don't you? Books are one of the only things I cannot resist, as you already know. I have to say I was very, very good; I only got the Taschen hardback edition of Women artists (really good, by the way), and this little gem. The book was found on a shelf by Mr M., and it just struck some weird cord within us immediately.

Jill Greenberg is the artist that, some years ago, was considered controversial and evil for taking portraits of crying babies (remember?). These portraits are kind of mind blowing. The animals are so obviously intelligent, feeling beings, aware of their own existence, even reflective. And they are sometimes physically puzzling, like if nature copied cartoon characters. And then there's Jill's lighting effects that make it all so "plastic". Wonderful.

They publish the book, and you design your own cover. Isn't it a whole new world of possibilities? I bet they make a loving gift! See more here (they're available at amazon too, just look "my penguin" up).

According to Malcolm Gladwell, a genius reaches its tipping point after 10000 hrs of hard, hard work. Obviously, you need to be goodand dedicated and what's more, lucky. But you also need these 10000 hrs. I'll call you when I reach mine (after much luck and dedication).

See more here.