“When I make a piece I feel like I’m saying something because I’m feeling something. I can’t lose that feeling until it’s out there.”
The only judicious ranking system I could think of.
Student-artist Meridian Lowe shares their multimedia, experimental art with us.
Henry Barbera expands his horizons as a photographer, an artist, and an individual.
The Barcelona-based artist shares his haunting visual art with Tunnel.
“It’s dirty and sad. That was something that’s so vivid and that has changed Los Angeles for me.”
Poetry from Juliette Carbonier +artwork from Sarah Yun. Dualities and singularities.
America loves to watch beloved dogs die. From Marley & Me to Where The Red Fern Grows, it seems like we just cannot stop killing man’s best friend on screen in the most heartbreaking ways imaginable. But what about those movies – and hear me out here – in which the dog doesn’t die? What about the ones in which dogs are not passive victims but heroes, winning sports championships and performing feats of great athletic prowess? The five-part cinematic saga of Buddy the canine jock is made up exclusively of those films, and they are conveniently ranked from worst dog sports film to best dog sports film below for your viewing convenience. 5. Air Bud: Spikes Back The worst film in the Air Bud film franchise is also the most unrecognizable; virtually no actors from the original film is present, including Buddy the dog, the humor is lifeless and talking-parrot-based, and the punctuation of the title makes no sense. To top it all off, all of the volleyball stunts are accomplished with trick shots …
Three haikus from A. Ojo.
Salmon and Ellie Tremayne take you on a somnambulist road trip in new music video for “Little Electric Lamb”