POTD: Jamaican Graffiti
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Last night, I watched one of the oddest movies I’ve ever seen. It was “F for Fake”, the last movie that Orson Welles made, and probably his least known work. It’s a movie that defies genre, neither documentary nor fiction; but rather an account of one man’s meditation on art, life, and the nature of truth. The man is Welles playing himself, and the truth in question is that of originality in art. The movie primarily deals with the life of one of the best known art forgers of the twentieth century, Elmyr d’Hory. His forgeries are reputed to adorn most of the great museums of the world, which display their fake Matisses in blissful ignorance. It also shows the man who chronicled Elmyr’s life, and shot him to world prominence - his biographer Clifford Irving. Irving apparently picked up some tips from his dealings with Elmyr, because his next work was the “authorized autobiography” of the famous eccentric and reclusive billionaire playboy industrialist Howard Hughes. Except the autobiography turned out to be a total fake, complete with forged letters and memos written in Hughes’ handwriting. From there, reality and imitation blend in bewildering chaos.
A short animated poem, from the youtube bag of tricks. Enjoy!
On a recent trip to Washington, Vanessa’s aunt gave me a whole bunch of comic titles that she thought I might like. I started reading 100 Bullets, which seemed just about the right story for the format and the right story for me. 9 books later, and still more to come, I can tell you it is probably one of the most fun reads I have had in a long time. I am utterly hooked to this story, to the point that I had to go to the comic store and buy the individual issues, cuz I couldn’t wait for the next book to come in December.
If you are a fan of film noir type, I am pretty sure you are going to like it. The story is fascinating, the writing is superb and the art is very compelling. I have shared the books with some of my friends, that are versed in the comic world, and they love it as much as we do.
The story starts with this guy (Agent Graves) that gives a suitcase to a (not-so) random character containing 100 Bullets, a gun, and a bunch of documentation of a person that is behind this character disgraces. The bullets, the gun, and the actions are untrackable by the police or any other law enforcement agency. It seems simple, but that is just the introduction to a really convoluted series of nicely tied subplots to the overarching big story that whenever you think you’ve gotten it down, the next page will make sure you are wrong, and start guessing again.
You can find more info about the series here
Happy read!
Another cognition related post. Before you read the rest of this post, look at the two images above and decide which one is a Booba and which one is a Kiki? Correct answer provided at the end 
A few months ago, I heard a piece on NPR about synaesthesia. I’m not sure if they referred to it as such, but the phenomenon they described is about people whose different cognitive modes get intertwined in some fashion. For example, there was a woman who associated musical notes with colors. This led her to ’see’ different color displays when she listened to music.
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Anyone who knows how to use computers is aware of the Arial font. It’s as ubiquitous and as famous as Times New Roman and Courier. Guy Kawasaki has dug up an article about the history of the Arial font (a poor cousin of Helvetica). Even fonts have dubious origins. Rantlust is set in Arial, no?
Just got back from watching Roy Zimmerman’s ‘Faulty Intelligence’ at the Berkeley venue of The Marsh. This is the first time I’ve seen Zimmerman perform, except for a short excerpt that he performed as a lead-in to another play a couple of weeks back, and I was very impressed with his show. He’s a satirist, comedian and musician all rolled into one, and his show is a laugh riot from start to finish. The satire is sharp and clever, the wordplay is exquisite and he can even sing. Listen to the following clip for a taste:
http://www.royzimmerman.com/mp3/chickenhawk.mp3
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