Summer 1977: “Star Wars” summer. Seemed like everyone and their brother was attempting to cash in on the phenomenon that was Star Wars, including Burger King.
I bought this set of four posters as they came available at the fast food chain, hoping to one day get them framed. I’d completely forgotten about them until I ran across these images online. As it turns out, forty years later they’re still not framed, languishing in a cardboard shipping tube in the bedroom closet—along with probably a dozen other posters I’d hoped to get framed “someday.”
Considering it costs upward of a hundred dollars to get a simple black frame and mount for art of this size (with a 40% discount coupon!) at Michaels these days, it’s still not going to happen any time soon.
“Every so often, an astronomical artist gets lucky.” ~Don Dixon
I hate to burst your bubble, but while this is very pretty, in real life it wouldn’t look anything like this.
First off, assuming this is supposed to be the Pleiades (based on the shape of the “beam ship“), you can’t get close enough to the cluster for it to fill the sky to the degree shown in the artwork above and retain the same configuration it does when viewed from earth. In order for it to retain the same shape as seen from Earth, you’d have to be no closer than approximately 40 light years out from the nearest star in the cluster and at that distance it would appear only about half the size shown here. Any closer, and the relative positions of the stars start to shift so dramatically that the cluster quickly loses it’s “tiny dipper” shape altogether.
Secondly, even with the stars of the Pleiades being extremely bright blue-white giants hundreds of time more luminous than our sun, at 40 light years out they still wouldn’t cast shadows; they’d only be as bright as the brightest stars in Earth’s night sky. Hell…even if you’re standing on a hypothetical planet orbiting one of the stars in the cluster, the brightest stars of the rest of the cluster would still be outshone by Venus in Earth’s sky (currently seen in the west after sundown—go outside and take a look!) by an order of magnitude. Yeah, pretty, but they wouldn’t cast shadows.
So science kills fantasy again. Almost as disappointing as when I learned that even if you’re close to stellar nebulae you still wouldn’t see the colors captured in those amazing shots from Hubble. (Another discussion for another time.)
I can think of worse ways to spend the longest night of the year…
Thankfully Herr Trump will not get anywhere near the White House, so his proposal for an unbuildable wall (of any color) will never come to fruition.
Trump’s Mexican Border Wall Envisioned As Barragán-Inspired Pink Barrier
Mexican firm Estudio 3.14 has visualised the “gorgeous perversity” of US presidential candidate Donald Trump’s plan to build a wall along the countries’ border.
In response to the controversial proposal, a group of interns at the Guadalajara-based studio came up with a conceptual design that would celebrate Mexico’s architectural heritage.
The giant solid barrier would run 1,954 miles (3,145 kilometres) uninterrupted from the Pacific coast to the Gulf of Mexico, and be painted bright pink in the spirit of the 20th-century buildings by Pritzker Prize-winning Mexican architect Luis Barragán.
“Because the wall has to be beautiful, it has been inspired in by Luis Barragán’s pink walls that are emblematic of Mexico,” said the studio. “It also takes advantage of the tradition in architecture of megalomaniac wall building.”
Republican candidate Trump announced his idea to build a wall along the US-Mexico border early in his campaign, as his solution to keeping illegal Mexican immigrants out of America.
The team suggests that the wall could employ up to six million personnel. It could also incorporate shopping centre straddling its width, and a viewpoint from which US citizens could climb up and look down onto the other side.
I’m in a huge funk tonight and need some escapism.
“Anything that can exist will exist.”
Anyone get the reference?
…somewhere in the universe, this exists.
And if it doesn’t there isn’t much creativity out there.
Time to spread the wealth. At this point I have no recollection of where or when I found the majority of these, so if you are the original artist and want attribution, let me know. I have years worth.
If you’ve been considering visiting the Georgia O’Keefe Museum in Santa Fe, think twice before plunking down the $12 admission fee.
First of all, when we went this past weekend none of her iconic works were on display, and only a few very bland paintings of her famous flowers were seen. Photography is prohibited in half the galleries, and the few pieces that you might want to photograph in the rooms where you can take pictures are all marked “No photography.”
I guess the museum doesn’t realize there’s something called the Internet, where I can get pictures of what I wanted anyway.
However, if you want to see lots of black and white photographs of the artist, by all means, go and knock yourselves out.
Thankfully, this wasn’t the only reason Ben and I decided to skip town for the holiday weekend. We both needed to get out of Denver and a road trip with a couple nights in a nice hotel was the perfect antidote for funk that both of us had been feeling.
But yeah, the museum was a big disappointment. We were expecting so much more.
Located near the Red Sea in El Gouna, Egypt, Desert Breath is an impossibly immense land art installation dug into the sands of the Sahara desert by the D.A.ST. Arteam back in 1997. The artwork was a collaborative effort spanning two years between installation artist Danae Stratou, industrial designer Alexandra Stratou, and architect Stella Constantinides, and was meant as an exploration of infinity against the backdrop of the largest African desert. Covering an area of about 1 million square feet (100,000 square meters) the piece involved the displacement of 280,000 square feet (8,000 square meters) of sand and the creation of a large central pool of water.
by Kyle Cabral
They played in the morning,
and napped for an afternoon.
Then, they fell in love at dusk,
and walked together until midnight.
While we’re on the subject of early works…
Both were done as gifts, and no longer in my possession.
Y’all didn’t know that I painted, did you?
This was done over the span of one particularly emotional weekend; each of the stars was individually dotted in by hand.
After hearing praise from John, we knew we had one last stop to make before leaving Arkansas.
So, after bidding adieu to our little home away from home…
…and grabbing breakfast, we were on our way.
No, not there, although Ben did get a great cut from Robert.
I’m talking about Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art.
I mean seriously, who knew such a fabulous place would be found in rural northwestern Arkansas?
We met up with JP ‘n Earl and were joined by Erik shortly after arriving, who took our picture…
Of course, while waiting I couldn’t help myself but take a couple sneaky pics.
Several 18th and 19th century pieces caught my eye:
But I really liked the 20th century pieces…
I also got some shots of the man I love…
And someone tried to molest me…
I could’ve spent way more than the 2 or so hours we were there. We didn’t even get to explore the grounds surrounding the museum; something I’d definitely like to do.
After saying our goodbyes and grabbing some lunch, we started our journey home.