Sunday, 26 February 2012

Desktop streetpapers Vol.2

It's time for the second of article in the Desktop Streetpapers series giveaway where we've cooked up some beautiful desktop background basing them on our very own street art creations.

Starting off with the awesome project that hasn't seen the daylight of glue and paper just yet, we've got the "art can be torn" background with both of it's natures once pasted on a wall.


In the past blogs I've stated that "A barcode society is nothing but a border pushing all along". Here's your own very unique B ORD ERS on your desktop.


A bystander that never saw nor daylight nor a good explanation. A simple sympathy for the project has brought it's digital version available for your download.  


A filter of your own experiences applies to everything we learn in life. A parallel is to be seeked everywhere we go to allow us consume the new and the unexpected.


The logo-ing of [bli:p]'s was a pain in my arse for a long time, but once it was finished... Well, let's just say that it went better than expected. And just because I love them so much - here are two streetpapers of the simple logo provided both in normal and inverted forms.

 
Technical stuff -
First off, as you can see - I've provided only single one version of each wallpaper as this should fit any desktop you have in your home. If it doesn't and keeps showing up some borders, cropmarks or anything that doesn't look right, go to the desktop personalization window and switch between Fit, Fill and Center options to get the best result possible. Switching your default background color from black to white and vice versa can help too.



Cheers

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

From Bar To Bar

As put by a random image source on Twitter - it's easy to stand in the crowd. It is hard to differ. Because being distinctive is not only hard, but is very difficult to manage below the pressure of the society. It takes a personality facet or two that just need to be there in you or you will never be able to make it. It breaks down to living with your borders. A border being the mark above which you cannot exceed your personality, actions and thoughts. And those borders affect everything we do on this planet. Our lives are nothing but the bars we can or cannot push farther and the stuff we get to learn along the way. For instance, read something of Beigdebers' literature. Or Bells'. Or Capotes'. In that order. A journey of pressing away every possible border, being an intelligent ass to everybody followed by the wonderfully hidden glorification of individual growth, ended with the difference of abnormality. In the end it's all about the matter of how far should they be pushed, why are we doing it and what good does it give us. Because being a part of a society of any kind always leads to such decisions.



"A barcode society is nothing but a unique border pushing all along."

Sunday, 12 February 2012

Born Sticky

 Staying up late usually brings something up from the deepest shelves of our (sub)consciousness. All it takes is a spark of digging a bit further into a thought or an idea - further into the productivity I'm currently seeking badly. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the blippy's parallel of modern (sticky) art.


Encountering a never-before seen idea, which happens mostly in our lives, always brings up something to process through our minds. We've talked a lot about how a person can only think of something through himself, basically comparing all the new things to the stuff he has already learnt and experienced in his life. Well this is much like it. To live our lives is to constantly search for parallels. Our mind is built in a way to understand only those things, that can relate to our thinking past. Thus - we constantly have to seek for them everywhere we go. Only that keeps us going and growing.

 This is not just a slap in the collection of my sticky street art goods. I'm currently writing a full explanation of the very subjective process of understanding a thought of an artpiece. I'm breaking down everything I've ever known about this matter into pieces and then rearranging them back into a fully written essay. I hope to achieve something of a clear idea of how this process works as that is the most interesting and important thing of your and mine symbiotic life. I hope to understand your and mine position in this process, I hope to put everything in shelves where it belongs. I mean - what is subjective and what is not? How far does the idea I put in it stretches and where does your interpretation start? What determines our understanding of any art we encounter? This is only the prequel, my dear readers. The true eureka is yet to come.




Cheers.