The Mirrorcube, designed by Tham & Videgard Architects is a room in the Tree Hotel in Harads, Sweden. Located 60 kilometres south of the Arctic circle. This genuine hide-out is made of light-weight aluminum which is hung around the base of a single tree. Measuring 4x4x4 metres, the cube clad in mirrored glass. The exterior reflects the surroundings and the sky, creating a camouflaged refuge. The interior is all made of plywood and the windows give a 360 degree view of the surroundings.
Some thirty inches from my nose
The frontier of my Person goes,
And all the untilled air between
Is private pagus or demesne.
Stranger, unless with bedroom eyes
I beckon you to fraternize,
Beware of rudely crossing it:
I have no gun, but I can spit.
-Wystan Hugh Auden
Actress and transgender icon Holly Woodlawn passed away yesterday at the age of 69.
Woodlawn, one of the famous Andy Warhol’s “superstars’. She met Warhol at a party at the Factory in 1968 and soon became a part of the Warhol entourage and was a regular at legendary nightclub, Max’s Kansas City.
Holly stared in avant-garde director Paul Morrissey’s films Trash (1970) and Women in Revolt (1971), both produced by Warhol.
Paul Morrisey (left), then (clockwise) Joe Dallesandro, Holly Woodlawn and Jane Forth during the filming of Trash
Holly Woodlawn with Andy Warhol at the Factory
Holly Woodlawn by Jack Mitchell, After Dark Magazine.
Holly’s story was immortalized in Lou Reed’s song “Walk On The Wild Side”.
Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side,
Said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side….
Slaves of the Rave from William Garratt on Vimeo.
Mirror
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful —
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.
Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
“From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone…”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Poetry of Edgar Allan Poe, Vol. 2
Emmeline Pankhurst was a leading British women’s rights activist, who led the moment to win the right for women to vote.
When it comes to the rich and famous, the average cat just won’t cut it. They prefer their pets exotic and extravagant.
Phyllis Gordon with her cheetah, shopping in London, 1939
Zorita the burlesque dancer takes her pet snake for a walk
Elvis Presley with his pet kangaroo that was given to him by the booking agent Lee Gordon.
Bebe Daniels with her cheetah
Salvadore Dali with his Anteater
Josephine Baker with her pet Cheetah Chiquita
Frida Khalo with her pet Granizo, 1939
Audrey Hepburn and her baby deer
John Barrymore & clementine, his pet monkey
June Havoc and her pet toucan, 1950
Aryton Senna, the three-times World Champion, the greatest F1 driver of his age, was killed at the age of 34 when he crashed out at the San Marino Grand Prix 20 years ago on 1 May.
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