Stuff you LOVE, baby

[IAmSerge]

Did you like MY new sprites, Zephira? haha

[Thought]

I.Love.ZeaLitY for my new rank.

OOoo, very nice indeed.



As for me, I love that angels use laser beams to give saints stigmata. Totally hilarious:



Or more exactly, I suppose, is that I love the Getty.

EDIT: Also, Cheese.

[IAmSerge]

haha that is pretty funny! =D

[Sajainta]

As for me, I love that angels use laser beams to give saints stigmata. Totally hilarious:

Along those same lines, pictures of the Annunciation are just as funny::





Embryo Jesus laser light show!

[GenesisOne]

Did somebody say...



Jesus Laser?

[Shee]

I NEED to get my Getty on, that's for sure!  I do hold a mild grudge against it, only because the only times I see it are when I'm late/going to be late for work due to insane traffic, etc etc etc.

[Uboa]

I.Love.ZeaLitY for my new rank.

I am overwhelmed with the badass-ness.

YEEEAAAH!

[Sajainta]

This is one of my favourite paintings::



I love the deep, reflective look on her face and in her eyes.  It looks like she is thinking of something incredibly profound, and is trying to find the words to describe it--trying to create the material from the immaterial, the concrete from the ethereal.

The name of the painting is Young Woman Writing.  It's from a wall painting in Pompeii, and was created around 75 AD.

[Boo the Gentleman Caller]

I love having the possibility, however far it is to reality, that tomorrow just might be better than today.

(and I mean that as a truth, not a hopeful, whimsical statement)

[Zephira]

I love my school and I wish I could take my whole program again. Those classes were way too fun, and now I'm almost graduated. Thanks Johnny G for being an awesome teacher!

[Thought]

Thanks Johnny G for being an awesome teacher!

And thanks for being an awesome racing robot form the future! He's... THE MAN!

[Lord J Esq]

Oh yes indeed you need to get your Getty on! I love the Getty. There's nothing else that compares to it on all of the West Coast. I have to admit, the architecture and the view of Los Angeles are as endearing to me as the art itself. I love the garden. My favorite was the ancient Roman sculpture collection, but I don't know if that was a permanent exhibit. My favorite single work there is "The Irises," which I think is on permanent display there.

The Getty was my first and so far only encounter with one of those "so big you can barely walk through all of it in a single day" art museums. I've never seen more than half of the museum on any one visit.

Fair warning: If you don't have an interest in art, art history, or history...don't go!

[Thought]

Not true, Josh! The Getty and the Getty Villa (which had ancient Roman sculptures) are so beautiful just in terms of the grounds that even if you don't like art or history, one might desire to go just for the scenery. Indeed, I am told that on days when it isn't raining (like it was when I went) people come and just lay out on the lawns, soaking in the beauty.

Observe the awesomeness!










Okay, this one isn't of random pretty scenery, but she's my patron, Clio, so I had to include her.

[Lord J Esq]

I love newsrooms. Never have I worked someplace as satisfying and vital. I suppose I should say "newspaper newsroom." I've never been inside any other kind, but, given the dynamics, I suspect it's quite different.

[FaustWolf]

I can't stop listening to the song "Stopwatch Hearts" by Delerium/Emily Haines. By association, I'm really getting into a concept I like to call "deconstruction," where you try to figure out the underlying factors behind why something appeals to you -- and taking apart cultural artifacts in general, to better understand them and their effect on oneself. There's probably some official theory on this sort of thing, if I had the time to research psychology and sociology literature.

"Stopwatch Hearts" seems to me to be about a prostitute reverse-objectivizing the rich men she services; that she relishes in the misfortune of these men probably appeals to my inherent disgust for overconcentration of wealth in the hands of a few; and the not-so-slight misandry that inhabits me whenever I think about the sexual exploitation industries in general.

Kind of creepy when you start to think about these things, really. I wonder if I would have liked this song half as much if I hadn't heard about the $700,000 paychecks for rank-and-file Goldman Sachs workers this week and posted a multi-page tirade against pornography a few weeks back.