picture of the week

So, Robbie Cooper, a photographer, has taken pictures of people who play video games and their respective avatars. While not specifically puppet related, it's interesting to think of someone's altar egos on the pixelated screen as resembling them so much and yet so little.

This boy's photo struck me especially.

Here's a link to the rest: http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2007/06/15/magazine/20070617_AVATAR_SLIDESHOW_1.html

picture of the week

from an auction of vintage magic items:

RAPPING HAND. This rare example of the "hand" has two hinged fingers which rap on a glass plate or tray to answer a question which has been posed. 9 inches long (23 cm). France, circa 1880.
Estimate $180-220

Wooden hands! Duuuuuude.... Uh, I don't know if they're really made of wood.

I wonder if these hands used to be attached to something? Someone? or were they just like, there? It makes me think of several things... for one, Titus Andronicus Julie Taymor version, where she tied branches to Lavinia's severed hands. And the hand in the ziploc baggie, lest we forget. It also makes me think of amputees and ghost limbs and how they sometimes have sensation in the ghost limbs.

Or, what does it mean to have one part of your body be inorganic, non-flesh?

picture of the week - sitting in the lap of extreme evil

I love thursdays.



The creature in question is a Cthulhu...

From wikipedia: Cthulhu is a fictional being created by horror author H. P. Lovecraft, and is one of Lovecraft's Great Old Ones. It is often cited for the extreme descriptions given of its appearance, size, and the abject terror that it invokes. Because of this reputation, Cthulhu is often referred to in science fiction and fantasy circles as a tongue-in-cheek shorthand for extreme horror or evil.

Lovecraft's grave is in Providence somewhere! I think.

Old Trouts!

What did everyone think of the Old Trout performance?

what was your favorite/least favorite piece, et POURQUOI?

picture of the week

Madame Melba.

picture of the week

GO and catch a falling star,

Get with child a mandrake root...

{John Donne}