Call me slow, I don’t care, but this has been sat in my mental queue for a long time.
British artist Zadok Ben David created this incredible installation of thousands of steel cut flowers. Viewed from one end of the room they appear completely black, but from the other, a myriad of colours appear.
See more, read more, over here.
Typographer extraordinaire: Sean Freeman.
An absolutely incredible body of work, more to follow soon.
Several years ago I stumbled across a Jill Bliss journal in an independent gallery’s gift shop.
Since then, I’ve been absolutely besotted.
Portrait
The face of God rises,
blinds the land,
and His breath burns the fields.I see His color, and feel the warmth
alone. By a sunken stream of black
in the death of spring,
this is a surprise gift of light.In this time and way I see God,
and know
the faces of people are lies.So I am a pitiful spot of white
when God smiles on brown fields.
I flash at Him once,
twice.He doesn’t need to speak.
I love these flowers by Analía Pirlone.
Simple, delicate, detailed. Brilliant.
By Slide Sideways for We Live Now.
This is a good flickr, worth looking at.
Melissa Chaib does work that is so humble and heart-wrenchingly lovely.
Makushina Tatyana.
