punk-:


“I have two more questions for you,” I said.
No reply.
“Are you really Shia LaBeouf?”
The bag moved. I thought he was smiling. Then I looked at his eyes. They were red and watery.
“Can you give me a sign that you’re really Shia LaBeouf?”
And that’s when it happened: LaBeouf reached up and took the bag off his head. He looked miserable. I’m pretty sure he had been crying.
We sat there silently for a few seconds, staring at each other. And then I asked my second question.
“Can I take your picture?”
Nothing.
“I know I’m not allowed to, so I’d like to get your permission.”
Nothing.
“OK, I’m gonna to take it. You can stop me if you don’t want me to.”
Nothing.
So I raised my iPhone and snapped a photo of LaBeouf’s famous, unmasked face.

I Watched Shia LaBeouf Cry at His Weird LA Art Project #IAMSORRY


I don’t condone plagiarism, but I do condone famous people using their fame for experimentation.

punk-:

“I have two more questions for you,” I said.

No reply.

“Are you really Shia LaBeouf?”

The bag moved. I thought he was smiling. Then I looked at his eyes. They were red and watery.

“Can you give me a sign that you’re really Shia LaBeouf?”

And that’s when it happened: LaBeouf reached up and took the bag off his head. He looked miserable. I’m pretty sure he had been crying.

We sat there silently for a few seconds, staring at each other. And then I asked my second question.

“Can I take your picture?”

Nothing.

“I know I’m not allowed to, so I’d like to get your permission.”

Nothing.

“OK, I’m gonna to take it. You can stop me if you don’t want me to.”

Nothing.

So I raised my iPhone and snapped a photo of LaBeouf’s famous, unmasked face.

I Watched Shia LaBeouf Cry at His Weird LA Art Project #IAMSORRY

I don’t condone plagiarism, but I do condone famous people using their fame for experimentation.

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Sliver.

Sliver.

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acehotel:

London Shoreditch, United Kingdom

Photo and collage by muli-talent Anthony Gerace.

Anthony created large-scale collages for Ace London’s guest rooms this fall. Currently he’s finishing his collage series There Must Be More to Life Than This and embarking on new photo projects we can’t wait to see, including a survey of classic cinemas in London and a look at Box Elder County Utah.

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architectureofdoom:

domusweb:

The Metabolist routine

Living the Metabolist dream

The window is large and circular; it seems huge in such a space. Our room faces west, overlooking the surrounding buildings and the Shimbashi crossing, which at night is filled with lights. The frame is fixed, to avoid accidents, yet this precludes natural ventilation in the room. In the ’70s, all the windows had a round fan system that controlled the amount of light coming in, but today only the metal support in the middle of the window remains. As a result, and despite the fact that we put up a blue curtain, every day at 6am light invades the capsule. At first, sleeping was a problem, but now we are used to it.

All the surfaces are in contact with the outside and the insulation is not particularly good. The result is simple: the capsule is sweltering in the summer and freezing during winter. There is an enormous ventilation system integrated into the original design of the capsule. The wheel button allows three options: “fan”, “low” and “high”, but the air temperature cannot be controlled since it is set by the general system of the entire building. The air ducts are damaged in many places and some residents speak of possible contaminations. Even though we use an electric heater and the capsule is warm when we go to bed, all the heat quickly dissipates overnight.

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