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Today we’re drifting down a long, humid street somewhere between memory and illusion. A place where the air hangs thick and the truth don’t always show up dressed like itself. We’re celebrating a man who knew that territory better than most. Tennessee Williams.
Born where the river bends and the souls keep good company, he came into this world as Thomas Lanier Williams, but like a good riff, he reshaped himself into something that could carry further in the night. Tennessee Williams, that’s a name that sounds like it already knows your destiny.
He wrote about people who were cracked but still catching the light. You know the kind, people leaning out of windows, fanning themselves against the heat, holding on to something that may or may not have ever been real. His characters don’t just walk into a room, they arrive like a storm you can smell before you see.
There’s Blanche DuBois, drifting in on a streetcar named desire, yeah, desire, that old engine that never quite stops running. She’s got one foot in yesterday and the other stepping on a loose floorboard. And Stanley Kowalski, well, he’s the sound of the world knocking back, loud and unpolished, like a screen door slamming in the middle of a dream.
Williams had a way of tuning into the quiet frequencies, the kind most people miss. Loneliness, longing, the soft echo of regret, he turned those into dialogue you could almost sing along, plays that feels like late-night radio transmissions from the edge of something fragile. He never dressed things up too neatly. Life, in his world, is a little frayed at the cuffs. Beauty shows up, sure, but it’s usually sitting next to heartbreak, sharing a drink under a flickering light.
You ever notice how some stories feel like they’re sweating?
That’s Tennessee Williams. The heat isn’t just in the weather; it’s in the pauses, the glances, the things left unsaid. He understood that what people hide can weigh more than what they reveal. And like any good songwriter or playwright, he knew that illusion ain’t always the enemy. Sometimes it’s the only thing standing between a person and the dark.
So if you find yourself wandering through one of his stories, take your time. Sit a spell. Listen close. There’s music in the tension, poetry in the breakdown, and somewhere in the distance a reminder that we’re all, in one way or another, just trying to get through the night with a little dignity left in our pockets. This is Tennessee Williams country. Watch your step.
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A Film Glitch "Gorgone (μέδουσα) ~ V 1.0”
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This art piece were created for my PhD and based on a Digital and Analog Aesthetic Research on "Artistic Practices, Digital Art in Social Networks and Net Art", some digital techniques used of artistic diversity, such as the re-mixed appropriation of image or video, also work conceived as original data work called creative altered binary code, datamoshing, generative art and glitch art worked in all its forms and expressions; works of art with a strong focus decoding the i-frames of images and videos (also known as key frames and altered or distorted creative binary code) mixed with seductive techniques of Pixelsorting Art; making it seem extremely sensitive and abstract; created exclusively for the virtual gallery on-line.
by ™℗®© Louis M o n t i e l
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I am Rukshana Hooda, a Visual Artist from the Sir J.J. School Of Art & Sophia College, Mumbai I have an assorted Genre, Very Varied, From Abstracts, Landscapes, Charcoals, Moghal-Art, Human forms, Warli, Historic, & alwayz inspired by Nature around me, its beauty, its serenity, solitude is sometimes Heavenly to me.... If you would like to own an original, unique painting, or buy someone a very special gift, please check out my paintings
“Pablo” 2010
70cm x 50cm
acrylic, embroidery, silver and gold details on canvas.
(sold)
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The art of sittin’ still. Thinkin’ things over. Not rushin’. Not fixin’. Just bein’.
Some folks think contemplatin’ is just another word for daydreamin’. But I say it’s more like starin’ at an art work inside Glyptoteket with a blindfold on, you might not see much, but you sure as hell feel it. It’s where the ray light curls slow, and the answers don’t shout, they whisper.
You see, in the fast food century, with its buzzin’ phones and twenty-four-hour news hurricanes, contemplation is like tryin’ to read Whitman in a wind tunnel. But some of the finest paintings I ever painted so far, well, started with just sittin’ by a window, watchin’ the trees argue with the wind.
Contemplation’s got a cousin named Silence. They used to run together, back in the old days. You’d find ’em both sittin’ on a front porch somewhere in Tupelo, drinkin’ sweet tea, not sayin’ a word. But boy, you could hear ‘em thinkin’.
In Japan, they call it zazen. In France, it’s réflexion. In the Delta, they just called it "stayin' still long enough for your soul to catch up."
Sometimes you don’t find the truth by diggin’. You find it by sittin’ down and lettin’ the dust settle.
So search for your spot. Open a window. Turn down the noise. And maybe, just maybe, if you listen real close you’ll hear your own heartbeat tellin’ you a story.
// your always truthful Loana Ibarra
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Peter D. Gerakaris, Echo Garden Tondo, 48 in. diameter, Oil over polymer on canvas © Peter D. Gerakaris. Private Collection (San Francisco, CA) www.petergerakaris.com/paintings/
A Film Glitch "Trihome in Motu ~ V 1.0”
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This art piece were created for my PhD and based on a Digital and Analog Aesthetic Research on "Artistic Practices, Digital Art in Social Networks and Net Art", some digital techniques used of artistic diversity, such as the re-mixed appropriation of image or video, also work conceived as original data work called creative altered binary code, datamoshing, generative art and glitch art worked in all its forms and expressions; works of art with a strong focus decoding the i-frames of images and videos (also known as key frames and altered or distorted creative binary code) mixed with seductive techniques of Pixelsorting Art; making it seem extremely sensitive and abstract; created exclusively for the virtual gallery on-line.
by ™℗®© Louis M o n t i e l
All Digital-DATA-Video POST~creative Programming-sensitive & Art RE-sourses:
ADOBE Systems Creative Cloud 2020. FINAL Cut PRO X. Processing.LiVECoding.TOUCH DESIGNER.Python.OPENgl.&P5.js. APP’s CREATIVE ART.
MACINTOSH OSX Big Sur. Logic Pro X. REASON. ABLETON-Live. AUDITION CC 2020. Musique aléatoires(T:screen). CUBASE. StudioLIVE ARB 24BIT Presonus i:S a m p l e r & GliderVerB. MiX-PADS. PROTOOLS. Delirium-M U S I K EXP-erimental. OZONE 7 Advanced.KORG VOLCA BEATS. MASCHINE-NaTive INS-truments. ELEKTRONG´S ANALOG RHYTHM. GLITCH-MUSIK:binary CODE. & HEAR-ing Sensitivity Instrumentation & Improvisation.
by ™℗®© Louis M o n t i e l
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Anna Maria Janiszewska is a photographer, visual and installation artist best known for her analogue photographic work. Having grown up Poland and moving to Ireland in her early twenties she studied at the Institute of Art, Design & Technology in Dun Laoghaire and Ireland’s National College of Art and Design. Janiszewska is interested in using photographic tools and processes to rupture the reality of the everyday, skewing documentary and fiction in order to highlight alternative ways of seeing and experiencing. Over the years her photographic works have been exhibited in many places in Ireland and Poland.
Le projet « Accident » s’inscrit dans une démarche visant à s’interroger sur le Moment Présent.
Notre vie se réalise dans le temps présent. Mais cette réalisation, n’est-elle pas plus souvent le fruit d’un « accident » ?
« Accident » est vu comme une mise en situation par le prisme d’un œil dysfonctionnant aléatoirement.
A Glitch "Intimité aux Fleurs du Mal ~ Ètude I”
This art piece were created for my PhD and based on a Digital and Analog Aesthetic Research on "Artistic Practices, Digital Art in Social Networks and Net Art", some digital techniques used of artistic diversity, such as the re-mixed appropriation of image or video, also work conceived as original data work called creative altered binary code, datamoshing, generative art and glitch art worked in all its forms and expressions; works of art with a strong focus decoding the i-frames of images and videos (also known as key frames and altered or distorted creative binary code) mixed with seductive techniques of Pixelsorting Art; making it seem extremely sensitive and abstract; created exclusively for the virtual gallery on-line.
by ™℗®© Louis M o n t i e l
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A Glitch “Hecatérides(Ἑκατεριδες)~Ètude II”
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Obra: La Soga.
Autor: Patrick Hamilton.
Dirección: Matías Gandolfo – Sebastián Blanco Leiss.
Labor: Diseño de Escenografía y Vestuario.
(Junto a Florencia Del Gener).
Teatro: Actors Studio Complex.
Temporada: 2003.
Fotos: Mariana Del Gener.
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Today we celebrate a fellow who’s been walking his own kind of line for a long time, that’s right, Robert Smith. Yeah, the man with the smeared lipstick and the storm-cloud hair, standing somewhere between a lullaby and a midnight confession.
Some people sing to shake the dust off their boots, others sing like they’re trying to remember a dream they had before they were born. Robert Smith is one of those.
Smith comes from a place where the rain doesn’t just fall, it lingers. Where a song can stretch out like a shadow at sundown and still not tell you everything it knows. Some folks build their sound out of sunshine and open roads, Robert Smith builds his out of twilight, out of colors you can’t quite name. You listen to him long enough, you start to realize he’s not just singing about love or loss, he’s mapping out a feeling, like a cartographer of the invisible. Every note’s got a little tremble in it, like it’s deciding whether to stay or disappear.
And that voice, well, it don’t chase you down, it just waits. Waits for you to wander into it, like a late-night diner with the lights still on. You don’t always know why you went in, but you’re glad you did.
So wherever you are, keep that dial right where it is. Some songs don’t knock, they just drift in through the window, and before you know it, they’re part of the night.
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Today we’re drifting into a voice. Not just any voice, but one that could bend time, stretch a note like it was taffy, and make the air itself lean in closer. Today we celebrate Sarah Vaughan. They called her Sassy.
Sarah Vaughan didn’t just sing a song, she inhabited it. Like she’d been living there all along, waiting for the rest of us to catch up. Born in Newark, New Jersey, where the church bells ring and the radios hum, she started out on piano, but somewhere along the line, the voice took over. And when it did, well, the world had to make room.
A voice that could glide low like midnight smoke, then climb high enough to rattle the stars. Jazz singers, they talk about phrasing, how you tell the story between the words. Vaughan, she didn’t just tell the story, she rewrote it every time.
She came up in that golden age, you know the one, when the bands were big, the nights were longer, and the music didn’t ask for permission to exist. She ran with the innovators, the dreamers, the ones turning music inside out and upside down. But she stood apart, too. Always did.
There’s a kind of freedom in her singing. Not the kind you wave a flag for. This kind of freedom is quieter than that. It’s the freedom of knowing exactly who you are, and not needing to explain it. She could take a standard, something everybody thought they understood, and suddenly it felt like a secret again. Love songs, heartbreak songs, songs about nothing in particular, they all passed through her voice and came out changed. Warmer. Stranger. Truer, maybe.
And she had range, oh, she had range. Not just the kind you measure in octaves, but emotional range. One minute she’s playful, almost teasing the melody, and the next she’s pulling something deep out of the shadows. Like she found a door in the song nobody else noticed.
You listen long enough, you start to realize, she’s not just singing to you. She’s singing through you. Like you’re part of the instrument.
So wherever you are today, let that voice find you. Let it settle in. Because Sarah Vaughan didn’t just leave behind recordings, she left behind moments. And if you’re lucky, you might just catch one passing by.
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A Film Glitch "Aithḗr (Αἰθήρ) ~ Malignis Excessus”
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This art piece were created for my PhD and based on a Digital and Analog Aesthetic Research on "Artistic Practices, Digital Art in Social Networks and Net Art", some digital techniques used of artistic diversity, such as the re-mixed appropriation of image or video, also work conceived as original data work called creative altered binary code, datamoshing, generative art and glitch art worked in all its forms and expressions; works of art with a strong focus decoding the i-frames of images and videos (also known as key frames and altered or distorted creative binary code) mixed with seductive techniques of Pixelsorting Art; making it seem extremely sensitive and abstract; created exclusively for the virtual gallery on-line.
by ™℗®© Louis M o n t i e l
All Digital-DATA-Video POST~creative Programming-sensitive & Art RE-sourses:
ADOBE Systems Creative Cloud 2020. FINAL Cut PRO X. Processing.LiVECoding.TOUCH DESIGNER.Python.OPENgl.&P5.js. APP’s CREATIVE ART.
MACINTOSH OSX Big Sur. Logic Pro X. REASON. ABLETON-Live. AUDITION CC 2020. Musique aléatoires(T:screen). CUBASE. StudioLIVE ARB 24BIT Presonus i:S a m p l e r & GliderVerB. MiX-PADS. PROTOOLS. Delirium-M U S I K EXP-erimental. OZONE 7 Advanced.KORG VOLCA BEATS. MASCHINE-NaTive INS-truments. ELEKTRONG´S ANALOG RHYTHM. GLITCH-MUSIK:binary CODE. & HEAR-ing Sensitivity Instrumentation & Improvisation.
by ™℗®© Louis M o n t i e l
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Göteborg’s a town that knows how to work hard and play harder. Built by Dutchmen, Scotsmen, and dreamers with cold hands and warm hearts. You got shipyards, cobblestone streets, and rain that’ll make you wish you packed a better hat. But don’t worry, there’s always spectacular exhibitions going on or legendary record stores nearby to dry you out, the city won’t fail you like the southern ones.
Take a walk down a narrow street construction on one side, old brick on the other. Smells like asphalt and coffee. You might see a lonely bicycle leaning against a wall, or a piece of graffiti shouting out to no one in particular: ‘GBG!’
Step inside, and suddenly you’re in another world. High ceilings, golden light, and that glass roof making you feel like you’re somewhere between heaven and bureaucracy. That’s Göteborg for you; half poetry, half paperwork.
So whether you’re drifting down Avenyn or ducking into some hidden alleyway, remember every city’s got a rhythm. Some beat loud and fast, some slow and steady like a Nordic tide. But you see the heartbeat of Göteborg sounds different: ‘The place to be.’