Emotionally Retarded

Bacon Porn (video)

As if bacon couldn’t get any sexier.

Photographer and film director, Scott Pitts, who made the delicious doughnut porn that had us drooling, has also made a short film about bacon Epicure Films. Actually, its steak wrapped in bacon.

The butcher in the film first unfolds the butcher’s paper, revealing the sliced and seasoned bacon inside, then grinds and chops his herbs and spices, stirs and simmers his sauce and then, in slow motion, wraps the bacon around the steaks to be cooked. All the while, a southern rock song plays.

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L’Enfant Extérieur

What if our inner child comes outside? Cristian Girotto, professional photo retoucher living in Paris, considered this hypothesis in this series of portraits

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di liu : animal regulation

Chinese photographer, Di Liu, collages digital illustration and photography in this series titled Animal Regulation.

It’s been a surreal few days for New York City so these images make sense in my head space.

(*via Unknown Editors. All images © Di Liu / Pekin Fine Arts )

from papertastebuds http://bit.ly/WTEPRz

“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to…”

“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”

- Ernest Hemingway 

from That Kind Of Woman http://bit.ly/SN08Q9

Flying Houses photo series by Laurent Chéhère

For the photo series Flying Houses, the sky is literally the limit. Parisian photographer Laurent Chéhère takes us on a trip to a whole neighbourhood in the sky. This beautiful series of traditional photographs digitally re-touched can be seen at the Paris-Beijing Gallery in Paris until December 4.

from Lost At E Minor: For creative people http://bit.ly/TVVDzr

Crazy doodles by Keita Sagaki

What, at first sight, could appear as a study/sketch of a classic sculpture, is actually a incredibly crowded artwork made of thousands of tiny characters and elements drawn in a very japanese/manga taste. This is the pen on paper work by Keita Sagaki.

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free-parking: Marina Abramović and Ulay, Death Self, 1977 To…

free-parking:

Marina Abramović and Ulay, Death Self, 1977

To create this Death self, the two performers devised a piece in which they connected their mouths and took in each other’s exhaled breaths until they had used up all of the available oxygen. Seventeen minutes after the beginning of the performance they both fell to the floor unconscious, their lungs having filled with carbon dioxide. This personal piece explored the idea of an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it.

Ulay and Abramović collaborated together for over a decade, upholding an intense and intimate relationship.  In 1988, the two began a spiritual journey to end their relationship; each started at opposite ends of the Great Wall of China, walked 2500 km over a span of 90 days, met in the center, and said good-bye.

from RUSH http://bit.ly/PO4Zlw

HERE’S WHAT OUR PARENTS NEVER TAUGHT US - SHINJI MOON

You will stay up on your rooftop until sunlight peels away the husk of the moon, 

chainsmoking cigarettes and reading Baudelaire, and 

you will learn that you only ever want to fall in love with someone

who will stay up to watch the sun rise with you.

You will fall in love with train rides, and sooner or later you will

realize that nowhere seems like home anymore.

A woman will kiss you and you’ll think her lips are two petals

rubbing against your mouth.

You will not tell anyone that you liked it. 

It’s okay. 

It is beautiful to love humans in a world where love is a metaphor for lust.

You can leave if you want, with only your skin as a carry-on.

All you need is a twenty in your pocket and a bus ticket. 

All you need is someone on the other end of the map, thinking about the supple

curves of your body, to guide you to a home that stretches out for miles

and miles on end.

You will lie to everyone you love. 

They will love you anyways.

One day you’ll wake up and realize that you are too big for your own skin.

Molt. 

Don’t be afraid.

Your body is a house where the shutters blow in and out

against the windowpane.

You are a hurricane-prone area. 

The glass will break through often.

But it’s okay. I promise.

Remember,

a stranger once told you that the breeze

here is something worth writing poems about.”

 Chooo-san 

 Chooo-san 

from RUSH http://bit.ly/RaXG5M