Friday, January 31, 2014

Environment in a Book


 
Yusuke Oono, a Japanese artist, has discovered an amazing way to take the book form and make little environments out of it.  He calls them 360 degree books: you open them and fan them out into a round, and then his laser-cut pages come to life, creating incredibly intimate little scenes.

 Here is Jungle Book, from the outside in:


  

This one is called Sweet Home:
  

Here we have In a Cheese:
 There are many, many more pictures on his website.  They're so interior, they satisfy my instinct for secret little places; for odd, non-rectilinear architecture. Makes me want to get a lasercutter!

Monday, January 27, 2014

Found Poem


To Walter de la Mare

The children who explored the brook and found 
A desert island with a sandy cove 
(A hiding place, but very dangerous ground, 
For here the water buffalo may rove, 
The kinkajou, the mungabey, abound 
In the dark jungle of a mango grove, 
And shadowy lemurs glide from tree to tree - 
The guardians of some long-lost treasure-trove) 
Recount their exploits at the nursery tea 
And when the lamps are lit and curtains drawn 
Demand some poetry, please. 
Whose shall it be, 
At not quite time for bed? ... 
Or when the lawn 
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return 
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn, 
The sad intangible who grieve and yearn;
When the familiar is suddenly strange 
Or the well known is what we yet have to learn, 
And two worlds meet, and intersect, and change; 
When cats are maddened in the moonlight dance, 
Dogs cower, flitter bats, and owls range 
At witches' sabbath of the maiden aunts; 
When the nocturnal traveller can arouse 
No sleeper by his call; or when by chance 
An empty face peers from an empty house; 
By whom, and by what means, was this designed? 
The whispered incantation which allows 
Free passage to the phantoms of the mind? 
By you; by those deceptive cadences 
Wherewith the common measure is refined; 
By conscious art practised with natural ease; 
By the delicate, invisible web you wove - 
The inexplicable mystery of sound.
-- T. S. Eliot

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