The reason why I would do that is if we became the network of Facebook or the network of Google, we’d achieve that dream of mine overnight of being the next CNN and the next ESPN and the next MTV with the largest audience in the world. And it would be hard to say no to that not because of the money but because of the f***ing cultural impact you would have. At this point I don’t give a shit about money. Once you have a certain amount of money, it ceases to be an issue. I’d rather put my cultural imprint on the fabric of life. After money, all you want is immortality.
I learned that money can be a lot of things. It can be something
that is hoarded, fought over, protected, stolen and withheld. Or
it can be like an energy, fueled by the desire, will, creative
interest, need to laugh, of large groups of people. And it can be
shuffled and pushed around and pooled together to fuel a common
interest, jokes about garbage, penises and parenthood.
I was thinking today about a piece of technology that makes Daphne Oram’s graphic synthesizer from 1957, a centrepiece of the Science Museum’s new show, look quite conservative. It’s called the Telharmonium. It was built by a man called Thaddeus Cahill in 1906. He built three versions and the…
Sunday night’s Video Music Awards, though, were something different — not theatrics as a way of communicating some new vision of pop, but the reduction of pop to playfully dressing up in other people’s visions. It was less like a collision or symbiosis between theater and music, and more like a warning: The dress-up and drama could swallow that balance whole. To the point where pop stars, instead of inventing styles and aesthetics and bravely showing them to the world on TV, are just putting strange things on their heads and doing the kind of variety-show theatrics that audiences have to build back together into something meaningful.
Since Apple introduced the iPad in January of 2010, the rest of its competition has been trying desperately to play catch-up. If you’re curious, here’s how tablet design looked before and after the iPad was introduced. As you can see it’s pretty self-explanatory. Apple innovated, everyone else reiterated.
This is a perfect illustration of the funny handshake Lauren and I exchanged the first night we met, upon her leaving. Her being Kanye. Me being the awkward guy that offered his hand, pulled it back, offered it again, only to finally land in a confusing hand embrace. (via topherchris)
Lift Off (ft. Beyonce) – I almost aint wanna even comment on this shit son…. I dont even kno what to say bout it yo. This shit sounds like the anthem the fairies in Ferngully would use to go to war against evil humans to or some shit b. This shit is like Shia LeBeouf in song form yo. Lissenin to this shit is like havin ya ears penetrated by a million microscopic dicks namsayin. Shit sounds like niggas doin aerobics on a magical cloud of daisies. How many meadows did Kanye cartwheel across before he decided to make this beat? Seriously yo…. Jus how many lily pads did the nigga skip across the pond on before he got inspired to make some shit like this? Definitely one a the worst songs Jay ever been involved in…
"What happens when an institution acquires a digital work of art? How does one preserve and ensure the longevity of an art object that is inextricably tied to infrastructure built and controlled by neither artist nor institution? How can a work that exists in a social space, or makes use of real-time external data sources, be documented?"
Broken counterfeit jeans in Chatuchak market, Krung Thep, Thailand. The label reads: =if(Label=”“,”RMA”,”?”) This is an Excel function. It also would work in Microsoft Access. The factory is using Excel or Access to store all the logos for the different jeans they make and then print them onto leather. This is what happens when there is a bug in their software. (by bsdfm, via Rhizome)