h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Wangechi Mutu, a little reminescent of Hieronymous Bosch or Medeival demonologies.

Very strange with a strong visionary impact.

This artist is way scarier than Lovecraft!

heheh. Yes.

Morning all! Nothing like checking into hootoo at 6.05 am. heheh. Am I still dreaming? Strange dreams. .

First I am introduced to Magwith's bobble-heads, over in , which is quite an experience, I am slightly dizzy.

Now I'm checking these beauteous bizarre works of Wangechi Mutu. Wish I could get to the gallery! Amazing.

And check the titles. I love the titles! Even. Mountain of Prayer. The Screamer Island Dreamer.



I always did love a picture title, or song title. And indexes. And lists. And fragments. And mixes. Then re-arrange and re-mix, to create strange news from another star.

Ah yes, is it morning? . . Checking into hootoo at 6.05 am, to be greatly recommended. I think I'll go and remix some echoes.

Those works by Wanechi Mutu are sure bizarre, thanks Peanut! Very interesting to see what some folks come up with.

Hola amigos!

I want to share a joy. I´m reading The daugther of Rober Poste. I´ve read just the beginning and I feel admiration for the writer, Stella Gibbons, she does the best attack in form of irony I had read for years. She´s praising all the time a real writer whom she made an interview once ( she was a journalist). The plot sounds great too. It´s going to be funny. It´s in spanish and the translator recommends to read it in English because of the many puns and games the authoress does.


Perculiar all around.

Hola Maria! I love it that you share a joy! Thankyou!

I've been checking up on Stella Gibbons. Interesting lady.

Ahh, Cold Comfort Farm, I've heard of that, although not read it.

Isn't it lovely when one finds a joy, a new vein of inspiration.



Hullo Willem! How are you these days?

Hi Cactuscafé! I'm doing allrightish ... just very lonely, still.

Dear Willem , you are such a dear one. It's not easy in this life, is it, finding company and belonging, people who vibrate at the same frequency, or at least at a frequency we can recognise.

Do you still find solace here at hootoo? I hope so. Your art is so appreciated, and of course, you, the soul behind the art.

Sometimes I think I'm like a radio, I have sensors which check for psychic frequencies which I call home, or company, or family. Which sounds completely bonkers, I know. Really, to put it in plainer language, , I just respond to trust and kindness and friendliness, like we all do.

It just occurred to me I haven'yet poted an answer to a riddle I posed some time back,

"I the city beneath the sea, where things are mirrored in strange and wondrous ways, the God of Folly shields this visage from the publuc gaze."

The riddle is comprised of allusions to the classical myths if ghe Greeks and Romans, particularly the mythological cycle of the contests between Poseidon and Athens, and the finale of the Perseus myth, in which safekeeping of the the head of the Gorgon, Medusa, is given into the safekeeping of Pallas Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, who is depicted holding the head of the Gorgon behind a sheild, with an owl symbolizing wisdom perchec on her shoulder.

So, the answer to the riddle, is, "Beauty".

It is? This is a very well informed, riddle, ITI. It would take me quite a while to figure this one, I probably never would, , but then I am not well versed in Greek and Roman mythology.

Do you write a lot of mysterious riddles?

I like it, the hidden meaning. Riddles are interesting, I think. I can never figure them, wish I could.



What about Greek and Roman mythology, then?

What about it?

Well, how come I never learned about it?

Too busy daydreaming in class, kid, thinking about Mexican spirit guides, bubble gum and tea cards with tapirs on them.



OK, I think I'll end this dialogue with my Higher Self .

Early train tomorrow, off to Brighton for a few days! Yay yippeeee!

Hola amigos!

I´m sure you´ll enjoy this pictures of unusual ( not much seen) mushrooms. Son preciosos, muy lindos.

http://www.boredpanda.com/mushroom-photography/

Hola Maria

Thank you for those, they are gorgeous and a new site to explore

Hey everyone check out a great issue of which is up now and enjoy it. I hope CC gets to the great exibition of photography in Brighton.

I'm off to the States for 10 days. I should be back in time to catch some of the photography exhibitions in and around Brighton.

(just back from Brighton)

Have a wonderful trip, mvp!! Hope you manage to take photos of the Autumn leaves in West Virginia!

Those mushroom piccies are amaaaaazing, Maria. I am going to ponder on those for ages.

Hullo everyone!

I got some great photos in Brighton, lots of silhouettes, and peculiar pier photos. Also photos of Eastbourne pier, after the fire. They managed to save a lot of it, so you can walk along it still, and they will rebuild the fire damaged part.

Also got a lot of blurry photos from the train window, when we were delayed for over an hour. . Nothing like having a camera on a train, you can take photos out of the window, of the same tree, or house, over and over, in different settings, whilst munching on cheese sandwiches. You can also photograph the cheese sandwiches, until they are consumed, that is.

Spooky October is back, and I know several of you have a fondness for sharing stories, here is an interesting but to me scary item from yahoo's odd news column:

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/oddnews/this-spider-s-crafty-way-of-building-web-will-scare-you-184200305.html

I've seen a black widow spider pull off the trick of a drawing a scorpion they'd caught, outweighing the black widow about 16 to 1, up into their web that way.

spiders you say?

http://www.facebook.com/Digital.Museum.of.Natural.History/photos/a.337333876411429.1073741835.227016960776455/537967443014737/?type=1&theater

about spooky even terrifying stories that could make your heart get frozen, I could tell you one titled Spanish politicians: a pandemy of fools. But I think that´s too hardcore for these convivial halloweenians times.

(I think I´ll post it in some Ask thread)

orange blossoms tea all around

eeeeeek

It's amazing, the way they build their webs.

I'd like to be a spider. I wonder what it's like being a spider?

Be good to be a spider, just for one day. Imagine if we could become anything we wanted, just for a day.

What would we choose?

Trouble is, would we know we were it, while we were it. . Would we remember afterwards?

I remember the day I awoke as a spider. I thought I'd become really famous, like Gregor in Kafka's Metamorphosis, but I didn't. I just made a web and did spidery things, then the next day I was me again, and I ate baked beans and watched TV.



My mother never let me kill a spider. She said it was unlucky. All to do with Robert the Bruce, but I can't remember the details of the fable. . I never did kill one, though, and I still think of Robbie Bruce when confronted with an arachnid.



Thanks Maria (sips orange blossom tea). heheh, yes that sounds like a good spooky story, a tangled web of intrigue?

Not intrigue. It´s a gang of mafiosos who first dismantle the ward for infectious deseases, a reference organism worldwide. Then , in their infinite stupidity, bring a dying monk to that dismantled hospital, and... the party starts.

Doctors without frontiers are now instructing how to put and take off the protecting clothing.
An emergency committee is appointed to deal with the issue. I have hope. Spanish health staff, scientists, etc. are the best, or one of the best worldwide. I hope it´s not too late for the infected nurse nor for the other people who is in observation.

It´s been a chain of mistakes, all of them avoidable.



sips

Has autumn arrived yet where you all live?
I´ve prepared a table bodegón ( still nature) in the corridor next to my classroom, I want them to paint it. I´m with the senses now and I also want them, six year, to do a worksheet on My senses and Autumn, I hope parents help. I´ve asked them to do it taking the kids to walk to the country side.

I love the Autumn. And that poem of Keats. I remember my teacher at the college, Sir Melvin, reciting it. A great teacher that, a bit too tipsy often , but very funny.

You dreamed you were a spider??? Love that. Funny coincidence again, yesterday I was listening to a BBC4 podcast on German literature, guess which one? Yes, poor Gregor.