Tuesday, 26 December 2017

Guy Martin

Article on Cornwall based photographer Guy Martin here. Odd to see some Trago graffiti in HUCK magazine...

Friday, 8 December 2017

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

Wednesday, 22 November 2017

Ralph and Mark on Drawing

“The oldest known drawing is over 40,000 years old. Language is about 50,000 years old. Writing is 5,500 years old: it’s a by-product of accountancy. What we do [draw] is actually human, it's what humans do.”
– Martin Robson in this recent interview with Ralph Steadman. Here on the BBC.

Bordalo II – Attero (Latin for waste)

Here at Colossal website.

Thursday, 12 October 2017

Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Bad news Heartbreaking news

So much to choose from.. but this one: the dude introducing it, the 100% perfect pop song, the Rick Danko-esque bassist.. the twin neck.. the joy.. All of it. RIP Tom Petty.

No news bad news

Article in HUCK here.

Good news green news

Article here.

Wednesday, 27 September 2017

Unearthed: Greenpeace's new investigative journalism project

And they start with the big man himself: David Attenborough. Go here to be heart broken and buoyed.

Friday, 15 September 2017

Wednesday, 13 September 2017

Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Saturday, 8 July 2017

Japanese playgrounds

Wow. Japanese playground equipment... material in line with the Maude Wren Playground research project..

Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Hard or Soft

Very useful bit of Infographics from David McCandless and the Information is Beautiful crew.

Tuesday, 4 July 2017

A hard rain's a-gonna fall

Written in 1962, deep in the midst of Cold War uncertainty, "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" is one of Dylan's most apocalyptic and dire protest songs. "Every line in it is actually the start of a whole song," Dylan said in the song's liner notes. "But when I wrote it, I thought I wouldn't have enough time alive to write all those songs, so I put all I could into this one." 
At the time, music writer Nat Hentoff mistakenly assumed it was a response to the Cuban missile crisis, which had broken around the time of the song's recording. But Dylan denied it, saying that the "hard rain" and "the pellets of poison ... flooding the waters" were not acid rain or nuclear fallout, but the " lies that people get told on their radios and in their newspapers." 

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well-hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Thursday, 15 June 2017

The Death of the toxic Tories?

Still can't quite see what actual good came out of Labour's 'near win'.. but this article is positive.

Tuesday, 2 May 2017

The Atom: a love affair

The Atom: A Love Affair - trailer from Vicki Lesley on Vimeo.
Forthcoming feature documentary examining the world's turbulent relationship with nuclear power over the past 70 years - from the producer of hit social issue documentaries like The End of the Line, Fire in the Blood and The Divide. For more details visit www.tennerfilms.com

Thursday, 13 April 2017

Convergence Festival

This looks like it was a great event. Nice website too.

Friday, 7 April 2017

Makers of the Multiverse

Interesting project happening up in Exeter come May, June. Certain overlaps with Make Works Devon & Cornwall, for sure.

Monday, 20 March 2017

Wednesday, 8 March 2017

Patagonia / North Face

Decent article here about both brands and the stories that entwine them.

At the peak of his ethical powers: Yvon Chouinard article

Interesting read for fans of the man.

What Design Can’t Do. Essay by Silvio Lorusso

Interesting article here.
'What Design Can’t Do — Graphic Design between Automation, Relativism, √Člite and Cognitariat.'

Tuesday, 7 March 2017

The Walled Off Hotel by Banksy

Did it start with him sitting around the kitchen table with some mates and one of them highlighting the potential pun of  The ‘Walled-off’ hotel, and so they laughed.. and he laughed.. and then he thought - you know what? We could actually make that happen.. And then, a while later, it had happened. Actually actually happened. As in - there is now a hotel that you can stay in, a real one.
Once again, money-where-his-mouth-is genius from Banksy.