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Deep in my heart space this photograph reaches. The moments shared on this planet with the people we love are more valuable and precious than anything else life seems to have to offer. This was an evening spent out alone amongst the animals above Manang on the Anna Purna Circuit in the Himalayan mountains of Nepal. The sunset was really concentrated and far away, luckily I was able to capture the heart of it by reaching in as deeply as possible with the tools I had at my disposal.
Heart Space (2024) by Krista Kim is a participatory digital artwork in the Moco gallery in London that captures each visitor’s real-time ECG data and translates it into living waves of colour.
The photograph shows two wave patterns recorded at different times - one when I was in the room, and a second when my wife was in the room. The two patterns have then been overlaid to produce the combined image.
If you are a romantic, you might say two hearts are beating as one...
The Engineering Heartspace is an architectural design project at the University of Sheffield's Faculty of Engineering. It opened in 2020 and included the creation of a quadruple height atrium, with an impressive curved glass roof, between the Sir Frederick Mappin Building and the 1885 Central Wing. The project houses new laboratories, offices and social space and involved the complete refurbishment of both buildings.
The photo shows the Portobello entrance to the new Heartspace, with part of the original building visible in the bottom right corner.
The Grade II listed Sir Frederick Mappin Building houses much of the Faculty of Engineering. The building and street are named after a Sheffield factory owner and politician who supported the formation of the university and subsequently became the first Pro-Chancellor in 1905.
A new mural of Chu Chulainn by South African artist Mister Copy with Heartspace by Irish artist Breda Marron in the St Nicholas Quarter of Dundalk
Mixed media photo encaustic hand-painted with pan pastels.
On wooden board. 7.5" x 7.5"
With these hands, she has held onto time, cooing softly and nuzzling it against her breast. She felt its heart pulse with a never-tiring force, it’s drum beat forever always moving forward. Such a curious notion. Don’t things that only move in one direction circle back around? Doesn’t everything that ages eventually become young again? Doesn’t every single day begin anew?
Time responded with the only words in its unimaginative vocabulary… tick, tock.
With these hands, she has cradled babies— and lovers too. She has stroked and soothed and smoothed and their fears away. She has dried their tears with the softest kisses. Don’t you weep, little baby. Her hands remember the diameter of your wrist, the curve of your ankle bone, the sweet ripeness of your belly. Her hands remember the flow of electricity, under and over currents rippling between you, the first time you touched her, ever so slightly, with the fleshy pad of your index finger.
With these hands, she has buried her dead on the hillside near the clearing in the woods— baby birds and bunnies, Siamese cats, Persian cats, tabby cats, and a couple of faithful dogs. She has buried her elders, as is the natural order of things. She has laid to rest the traumas that have left their marks, planting lilies of the valley at their headstones. With these hands, she has buried a child on a cloudy April day, when her white roses unexpectedly turned pink. Her hands have known the hardness, the coldness, of the rocky soil in winter. They have wielded pick-axe and shovel, and when necessary, sword.
Her hands know when it’s time to sever and move forward.
These hands keep her tethered to the earth. She has untangled fragile roots and transplanted mosses and bare roses and tender seedlings on drizzly spring days, her hair hanging down in ropes, catching in the branches of the overarching willow tree. She has harvested dandelion seeds and collected sacs of cottonwood fluff to stuff her bed pillows. She has picked wild blackberries from thickets lining the forest path, gathered stinging nettles in early spring, hunted hens of the woods in the fall. She has wrapped her arms around the giant oaks as they whispered secrets and sang songs they learned from the wind.
She has cupped her hands to drink from the river of forgiveness.
These hands have given flight to her imagination. A wellspring flows through them, draping her in a veil of words and colors and the softest impressions. Memories of things once forgotten surface again, an unexplainable knowing unfolds. The old ways push up through the bedrock of generations, doorways to the infinite. In her hands, she holds the key. Every threshold is an invitation to cross over.
In the end, her hands offer themselves up to this essential truth:
In the space of eternity,
the ticking of the clock
means absolutely
nothing.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
GARC, apparently, is a thing. Fair enough. I'm not sure I fully grok GARC, but here's my first stab at it.
Driver Stefu Spica and navigator Andu Antares hacked the GARC Shark together out of two old Terran muscle cars and a commercial tug-motor.
Despite protests from their sponsor (Heartspace Motors), the girls have refused to enclose their cockpits or wear full space suits. The sponsor insists on impact helmets and emergency oxygen, but the girls usually wear tank tops and miniskirts when racing their unique space "convertible" on the asteroid circuit.
How do they avoid freezebroiling and turning inside-out in the harsh conditions of outer space? "We just keep the A/C cranked up," they claim. "Way up."
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
This CreativeMornings BER event was our 105th event.
Victoria Ng was our speaker. It took place at HeartSpace Berlin.
The event was sponsored by MailChimp, Rotesleuchten, and Norman Posselt.
Photo by Norman Posselt.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
During the Thursday night Envoy event during Photocon this year the band HeartSpace performed to give folks a chance to practice concert photography.
GARC, apparently, is a thing. Fair enough. I'm not sure I fully grok GARC, but here's my first stab at it.
Driver Stefu Spica and navigator Andu Antares hacked the GARC Shark together out of two old Terran muscle cars and a commercial tug-motor.
Despite protests from their sponsor (Heartspace Motors), the girls have refused to enclose their cockpits or wear full space suits. The sponsor insists on impact helmets and emergency oxygen, but the girls usually wear tank tops and miniskirts when racing their unique space "convertible" on the asteroid circuit.
How do they avoid freezebroiling and turning inside-out in the harsh conditions of outer space? "We just keep the A/C cranked up," they claim. "Way up."
GARC, apparently, is a thing. Fair enough. I'm not sure I fully grok GARC, but here's my first stab at it.
Driver Stefu Spica and navigator Andu Antares hacked the GARC Shark together out of two old Terran muscle cars and a commercial tug-motor.
Despite protests from their sponsor (Heartspace Motors), the girls have refused to enclose their cockpits or wear full space suits. The sponsor insists on impact helmets and emergency oxygen, but the girls usually wear tank tops and miniskirts when racing their unique space "convertible" on the asteroid circuit.
How do they avoid freezebroiling and turning inside-out in the harsh conditions of outer space? "We just keep the A/C cranked up," they claim. "Way up."
GARC, apparently, is a thing. Fair enough. I'm not sure I fully grok GARC, but here's my first stab at it.
Driver Stefu Spica and navigator Andu Antares hacked the GARC Shark together out of two old Terran muscle cars and a commercial tug-motor.
Despite protests from their sponsor (Heartspace Motors), the girls have refused to enclose their cockpits or wear full space suits. The sponsor insists on impact helmets and emergency oxygen, but the girls usually wear tank tops and miniskirts when racing their unique space "convertible" on the asteroid circuit.
How do they avoid freezebroiling and turning inside-out in the harsh conditions of outer space? "We just keep the A/C cranked up," they claim. "Way up."
This CreativeMornings BER event was our 105th event.
Victoria Ng was our speaker. It took place at HeartSpace Berlin.
The event was sponsored by MailChimp, Rotesleuchten, and Norman Posselt.
Photo by Norman Posselt.
GARC, apparently, is a thing. Fair enough. I'm not sure I fully grok GARC, but here's my first stab at it.
Driver Stefu Spica and navigator Andu Antares hacked the GARC Shark together out of two old Terran muscle cars and a commercial tug-motor.
Despite protests from their sponsor (Heartspace Motors), the girls have refused to enclose their cockpits or wear full space suits. The sponsor insists on impact helmets and emergency oxygen, but the girls usually wear tank tops and miniskirts when racing their unique space "convertible" on the asteroid circuit.
How do they avoid freezebroiling and turning inside-out in the harsh conditions of outer space? "We just keep the A/C cranked up," they claim. "Way up."
GARC, apparently, is a thing. Fair enough. I'm not sure I fully grok GARC, but here's my first stab at it.
Driver Stefu Spica and navigator Andu Antares hacked the GARC Shark together out of two old Terran muscle cars and a commercial tug-motor.
Despite protests from their sponsor (Heartspace Motors), the girls have refused to enclose their cockpits or wear full space suits. The sponsor insists on impact helmets and emergency oxygen, but the girls usually wear tank tops and miniskirts when racing their unique space "convertible" on the asteroid circuit.
How do they avoid freezebroiling and turning inside-out in the harsh conditions of outer space? "We just keep the A/C cranked up," they claim. "Way up."