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From a set of negatives I bought in a Portland Oregon craft shop. Photographer and subjects unknown.
"Vagabundo! Só porque não tem trabalho quer estragar o meu" urrava uma das alunas em meio à comoção causada pelo formando Rafa Pixobomb nesta quinta-feira a noite, na exposição de final de curso de artes visuais do Centro Universitário Belas Artes. Artista e pixador formado pela ilustre escola das ruas e prédios escalados na grande babilônia da garoa, Rafa Pixobomb é morador de Barueri, zona oeste da região metropolitana da Grande São Paulo – e graças a uma bolsa de estudos, universitário em fase de tese de conclusão de curso.
Tudo parecia tranqüilo no saguão que abriga a galeria central da universidade, onde telas, vídeos e instalações produzidas pelos formandos da vez estavam expostos conforme o previsto. Alunos, pais orgulhosos e professores transitavam pelo bulevar de entrada, quando a maior intervenção artística jamais vista numa faculdade de arte começou a tomar forma. Na infantaria, Rafa, de camiseta enrolada na cara e latinha na mão invade a galeria e começa a pixar uma das paredes: "é você...", rapidamente, uma das mães esbofeteia a cabeça do aluno com um buquê de rosas brancas, e na seqüência um dos transeuntes, indignado, empurra o pixador com entusiasmo. Confusão. Outro pixador já tinha invadido e pintado outra parede, e então um dos seguranças da faculdade começa a usar força física.
Mas a essas alturas o mutirão que reuniu cerca de trinta pixadores de uma safra bem significativa da cidade já tinha pintado o outro prédio, as paredes de fora – e conforme a tradição, em alturas inalcançáveis – o hall de entrada, o primeiro lance de escadas. Arte como crime, crime como arte, frases como "antes o barulho ensurdecedor", fazendo menção ao TSSSssss ecoando das latinhas; "Abra os olhos e verá a inevitável marca na história", com gosto do choque inédito entre academia e rua; e "As belas das artes", em homenagens às indignadas cocotas universitárias. É agressivo, é forte e causa desordem no pensamento dos espectadores, pois são essas letras pixadas por um bando de malucos semi-suicídas que servem de buraco de fechadura para questões sociais profundas e hiper abandonadas pela percepção intelectual e humanística da classe média em geral. E dá-lhe tempo ao tempo.
Foi interessante ver a reação mega reacionária de jovens estudantes de arte. Quem estuda arte hoje em dia parece não sentir o espírito do maior movimento estético da atualidade em São Paulo, só o calafrio. Está em todos os cantos. No pico dos prédios mais altos, nas janelas, nos muros e trens. É feio né, com a estética maltratada de quem só se fodeu na vida mas tem força inesgotável pra escalar 20 andares, cair, levar choque, ter convulsão a beira do tietê, sempre com a latinha na mão pra existir. E o barulho de fato é ensurdecedor. O que será que esses meninos dizem e com quem dialogam ao arriscar a própria vida, a levar geral toda hora da polícia, a subverter a visão urbanística da cidade? E porque será que eles não têm medo?
Talvez a resposta seja grande demais, e começa com a frase que Rafael Pixobomb jamais terminou: "É VOCÊ...".
E o pau comeu solto mesmo foi na rua, violência, porrada, latas voando, seguranças nervosos, uma série de câmeras. Parece que a Folha de São Paulo até chegou a tempo de pegar alguma coisa. Da sala de segurança para a delegacia, Rafa e mais meia dúzia de pixadores que não arredaram o pé de lá – modalidade quase inédita na pixação já que tudo sempre deve acontecer o mais rápido possível para a fuga ser certeira – ficaram detidos um bom tempo.
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Art-Attack: pixador student explains his thesis at the Fine Arts in Sao Paulo
by Camile Sproesser
"Vagabundo! Just because work has not either spoil my urrava one of the students in the midst of commotion caused by forming Rafah Pixobomb this Thursday the night, the end of course exhibition of visual arts of the University Center Fine Arts. Artist and pixador formed by the illustrious school of the streets and buildings in large scaled babilônia of garoa, is resident of Rafah Pixobomb Barueri, west side of the metropolitan region of Greater Sao Paulo - and thanks to a grant of studies, university being thesis of completion of course.
Everything seemed calm in the foyer that houses the university's central gallery, where paintings, videos and installations produced by the time the trainees were exposed as required. Students, parents and teachers proud transiting through the boulevard of entry where the greatest speech ever seen in an artistic power of art began to take shape. In the infantry, Rafah, in the face and shirt rolled latinha in hand invades the gallery and starts pixar one of the walls: "are you ...", quickly, one of the mothers esbofeteia the head of the student with a bouquet of white roses, and a sequence of passersby, angry, pushes the pixador with enthusiasm. Confusion. Another pixador had already invaded and painted another wall, and then one of the security guards the power begins to use physical force.
But to these heights the effort that brought together some thirty pixadores a significant crop and the city had already painted the other building, the walls outside - and according to tradition, at times unachievable - the hall, the first flight of stairs . Art as crime, crime and art, phrases like "before the deafening noise", making reference to TSSSssss echoing the cans, "Open your eyes and see the inevitable mark in history", like the shock between academia and unprecedented street, and " The fine arts "in homage to outraged cocotas university. It is aggressive, strong and is involved in the disorder of viewers thought, because these letters are pixadas by a bunch of crazy semi-suicídas serving as a hole-lock for profound social issues and hyper abandoned by the intellectual and humanistic perception of the middle class in general. And gives you time to time.
It was interesting to see the reaction of mega reactionary young students of art. Who's studying art these days seems not to feel the spirit of today's greatest aesthetic movement in Sao Paulo, only the chill. You are in every corner. At the peak of the highest buildings in windows, on walls and trains. It's ugly right, with the aesthetics of those who abused only if fodeu in life but has inexhaustible strength pra climb 20 floors, drop, shock lead, have the brink of upheaval tietê, always in hand with latinha get there. And in fact the noise is deafening. What will we tell these boys and with whom to talk risking their own lives, to take all the time general of police, to subvert the vision of urban city? And why they are not afraid?
Perhaps the answer is too large, and begins with the phrase that Rafael Pixobomb never ended: "It is YOU ...".
And the stick was even ate loose in the street, violence, porrada, cans flying, nervous security guards, a series of cameras. It seems that the Folha de Sao Paulo until the time came to pick up something. The room security for the delegacia, Rafah and over half a dozen pixadores not arredaram the foot of there - almost unprecedented in the form pixação since everything must always happen as soon as possible to escape to be rightly - were detained a good time.
NPS | Mary O'Neill
The Exploring Earth Science Teacher Workshop 2017 took place over August 2nd and 3rd. Participating teachers spent two days in Shenandoah National Park learning and participating in activities around the theme "Shenandoah Salamander: Climate Change Casualty or Survivor."
This program is supported by a generous donation from the Shenandoah National Park Association and the Shenandoah National Park Trust.
I recently bought this desk from Gothic Cabinet and put it together in a day. Now I have a nice quiet and sunny room to study in.
The study that gave this book its title was inspired by a survey initiated in the '70s by Chou EnLai as he was dying of cancer. Ninety-six% of the population (880 million people) participated in 2,400 counties in China. The survey included death rates for four dozen different diseases including 12 different kinds of cancers. The resulting atlas implied that cancer was a disease of environmental conditions and lifestyle rather than genetics. The counties with the highest occurrences of some cancers were 100 times greater than in counties with the lowest occurrences.
In the '80s, to further study these results, the author, T. Colin Campbell, a nutritional biochemist at Cornell University, and a handful of other notable scientists from both the United States and China, embarked on an in depth study of the dietary habits of the Chinese in correlation with disease. Thus was born the China Study. Their findings were startling and are the basis of discussion for the rest of the book.
The study showed that high cholesterol was a prevalent indicator of numerous diseases, not just heart disease. More significantly those with very low levels of cholesterol subsisted on a predominantly plant based diet. They were basically vegans. Poor vegans who died of nutritional inadequacy and poor sanitation while the diseases of affluence, the ones that scare us most, were chiefly a result of extravagant living, (but not as extravagant as in the US). The study compared people of the same age so does not mean that poor people died young before they got a chance to get the other diseases.
The conclusions of the scientists were that a high carbohydrate diet of unrefined plant based whole foods, resulted in much more fiber consumed and many plant based antioxidants providing a host of benefits. While consuming diets high in protein and fat transfers the calories into storage as fat rather than into body heat. (The only reason people lost weight on the famous high protein, meat based Atkins diet was because they were severely limiting their calorie intake to 33% less than normal. Over half of those on the Atkins diet suffered from constipation, bad breath, headaches and a 53% increase in calcium excreted in the urine. Plus many more health problems down the road.)
The book does not stop at the results of the China Study alone, but cross references the results with a host of other compelling American studies supporting research on breast, prostate and colon cancers, diabetes, obesity, autoimmune diseases, osteoporosis, kidney stones and Alzheimer's. These studies all point in the same general direction. Diet is more important than genes or environmental toxins in the development of these diseases. An animal based diet is what gets the bad genes to fully express themselves, while a plant based diet can minimize the impact of toxins. Consuming a high fat, high protein, animal based diet increases the rate at which toxins bind to DNA to form products that cause cancer.
It is further revealed that cows milk (casein) is a significant factor in the development of cancers especially prostate cancer and is linked to Type 1 diabetes. As one who is lactose intolerant, growing up in a country that doesn't consume milk products, I've always been suspicious of the myth that milk was necessary for bone health. So what were we thinking to feed human babies milk that is meant to put 1000 pounds on a calf within the first few months of life? According to research, the reason our body doesn't absorb enough calcium is because animal protein increases metabolic acids and this condition actually leaches calcium from bones. Only 5 to 6% of our diet needs to be protein to replace what is excreted as amino acids, not 35% as recommended by industry driven government dietary guidelines. The manipulation of such dietary guidelines accounted for in the book.
The role of big industry, i.e. diary producers, meat producers and big ag in protecting and promoting their product translates to considerable ability to influence government policy with industry driven science while suppressing inconvenient facts, in much the same fashion as the politics of global warming has been obfuscated.
The last third of the book describes how reductionist science is in the habit of studying only one element at a time without regard to how elements react with each other in the environment of the body. The Western habit of isolating just one ingredient in order to derive conclusions about its affect on the body, only makes sense if you plan to use pharmaceuticals to run your body; this lack of context is misleading and confuses the public.
Western doctors are also only peripherally trained in nutrition, as it affects drugs, so are not going to prescribe a diet based treatment for disease despite evidence that a plant based diet can reverse the symptons of disease. Those mavericks that do research diet treatments risk being marginalized and their careers truncated. Campbell describes accounts of such from his own career and those of other doctors doing this work. (He and his colleagues eat a vegan diet and recommends such because it is simpler than focusing on what you can't eat and because he believes the benefits are increased with a zero animal product diet than with the 10% actually consumed by many of those he studied.)
So in the end it is not only the Western diet that is killing us, but Western reductionist thinking and Western propaganda-driven-capitalism. And then there is my pet theory — identity politics. America doesn't want to be taking its diet cues from a Chinese peasant; as Campbell points out, Americans believe that our animal based, protein rich diet is the best in the world and that it is somehow unAmerican to think otherwise. Plus Americans like to eat it so no study is going to change that; annoying vegans being the fanatical exceptions that prove the rule.
We did change our diet though. I am happy to return to my Chinese and Thai lactose free roots with a tiny bit of meat while Catherine again embraces vegetarianism with some cheese. This book was recommended to C by her boss, a big brain science and numbers person, in response to the news of her cancer.
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22 x 30 inch watercolor study of a painting by Andrew Wyeth. I have used this subject before, but never at this size, which is closer to the original. Actually, it's just me messing with watercolors because I enjoy it. (I liked it enough to frame this one for my bedroom. It will get to share my watercolor wall at least for awhile.) I was age 72 when I painted this.
That's me on the couch. Sorry, I can't remember who took this photo.
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Circa 1988
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Meer snelle tekeningen gemaakt met inkt. Gewoon een beetje houdingen enzo oefenen, dat vind ik leuk om te doen. De schets rechtsonderin heeft me aangezet om studie 5 en 6 te maken, eigenlijk.
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Studying for Friday.
First day back in the office after vacation. Nothing spectacular. We had a drummer at practice this evening, but even that was made un-spectacular by people's crankiness.
Then John called. Husband talked to him at length about ... everything. He literally started with Adam and went all the way to the Cross. They got to the point where John has to decide who he's living for, and said good night. Husband is convinced he's saved. I say he's at least very close. Good evening.