Tinselman

Close Friends With a Count

For the past month, I've been composing the soundtrack for The Immortal Augustus Gladstone. A few days ago, I shared the above piece, Close Friends with a Count, on twitter.

We've been pretty quiet about the film but we're now almost finished with the entire project. Which feels good!

Let me know if you have questions... about the film, about the music, about whatever you like (within reason of course). I'll answer whatever I can! 

War Paint

As a kid, I always thought race cars were so incredibly cool looking. Fast, sleek, colorful... like toys. Somewhere along the long, race cars changed; the cars themselves seemed to disappear beneath a barrage of advertisements. This short video explains it all so well...

video at Gestalten.tv

Go Faster by Sven Voelker

via: grain edit

Blues ≠ Monkeyjunk

What else is to be said?

The first video I posted of blues artist Son House was mysteriously removed at its source. Here's an excellent replacement... Death Letter Blues!

Lord of the Frogs

Well over a year ago, I had a staring contest with this self-satisfied frog (click to enlarge). It resides (or resided?) at the Paris zoo: the Ménagerie du Jardin des Plante. Founded in 1794, the Ménagerie is the first and oldest civil zoological garden in the world. The zoo has an antique quality –– surreal –– like stepping back into time. Whilst spending a day observing the various birds and se Parisian zoological beasts, one may begin to get the impression that the zoo has become frozen in time since its opening. Not true! As the Ménagerie website points out...

Other buildings, enclosures and improvements were added over the years: notably the bear den in 1805, the first big cats enclosure (since demolished) in 1821, the semi-circular pheasantry in 1827, the reptiles gallery in 1870, a wintering building in 1905, an ape house, transformed into a nursery in 1928, etc.

Group of artists at Jardin des Plantes, from the magazine "L'Illustration", 7 August 1902.

What's My Line

Groucho Marx, being Groucho Marx, on What's My Line.

Crow Jane

Skip James, 1967

Nixon... Confused and Mourning

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How delightful! A confused Nixon... talking to Spiro Agnew. Or below, Nixon (rapidly) mourns the death of the Hulk.

For more presidential cameos from Marvel comics, check out photontorpedoes' Marvel Presidents set.

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High Tea

Chino City, Nagano Prefecture

A traditional Japanese teahouse by architect Terunobu Fujimori, which he calls, "the ultimate personal architecture." He says it feels like an extension of one's body, or "like a piece of clothing."

Somehow it reminds me of it Howl's Castle.

link (thanks Guy!)

Cactus Dome

Intrigued? Just stare at this photo a bit and try to imagine what it might possibly be. I'm thinking... the secret lair of Jame Bond's nemesis? Better yet... evidence of a crashed spaceship!... (because it looks a lot like the top part of the U.S.S. Enterprise to me).

 

Turns out, we're not so lucky. Brookings reveals the bitter truth...

Beneath this concrete dome on Runit Island, part of Enewetak Atoll, built between 1977 and 1980 at a cost of about $239 million, lie 111,000 cubic yards or radioactive soil and debris from Bikini and Rongelap atolls. The dome covers the 30-foot deep, 350-foot wide crater created by the May 5, 1958, Cactus test.

click to enlarge panoramically

via pruned

Golden Poop

It almost has the look of a golden flame that has taken an unfortunate tumble onto it's side. However, to the trained eye (such as those belonging to Tinselman... and practically everyone who's ever seen it), one can tell the true nature of this glorious wonder: poop. Giant Golden Poop!... gleaming like a poopy beacon atop the Asahi brewery in Asakusa.

Don't forget to enjoy the Golden Poop panoramically

Golden Poop from space.