So you think your camera's a pimp?

Think again.

And another one:

Making Future Magic: iPad light painting from Dentsu London on Vimeo.

CA

Just a couple of good videos:

The Future of the Book. from IDEO on Vimeo.

&

Linotype: The Film Trailer from Linotype: The Film on Vimeo.

CA

Mash Up Sundays....

The Mash Up of September 26th, 2010

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Sibling’s new comic knitwear collection pretty neatly promoted

Southern Exhibition: http://www.londonmiles.com/index.php
the London Miles gallery has got two exhibitions opening this September: Visual Splendor and Made in Britain - it’s a gallery well worth taking note of

Hay-on-Wye in the Autumn

Hay-on-Wye is a small Welsh market town that straddles the Welsh- Anglo border and sits huddled within the Brecon Beacons National Park (about an hour and a half’s drive from Bristol incidentally)- nothing out of the ordinary, except that it’s positively groaning with the weight of its many thousands of second- hand, specialist and collectors’ books. This is a town literally packed with words, and come June every year the bibliophiles arrive in their droves for the annual Literary Festival, booking up the quaint B&Bs and draining the tearooms of Earl Grey as they pore over the multitude of bookshops and gather to hear the greatest literary minds of the year speak.

Watch this space

Kind of irrelevant, but how sick is this? Kudos here for exposing me to this "visual crack" like a dealer in a playground.

TB

Just another church in Clifton?

Sometimes, when you wander into an abandoned church set for conversion into student apartments, you find an eccentric group of squatters building a bicycle carousel. The history of this building - of art and squatting... and bicycles - will unfortunately be swept to the side long before any new arrivals. Here is a collection documenting the final throws of a vastly under used and quite incredible building.

Mash Up Mondays...

The Mash Up of September 13th, 2010

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Converse’s coolest thing since plugging Avril Lavine

Northern Exhibition: http://bit.ly/a2kzu6
the man who brought you sprinter at the Tate

WANTED: Legitimate Graffiti Artist

Whilst flicking through the freebies section of Bristol Gumtree (anyone want a 6ft Albino python by the way?) I noticed this advert and couldn't help but think of you creative lot!

Basically the shop owner is sick of the usual rubbish that repeatedly appears overnight on his shop sign and has decided if you can't beat them, join them; but he's not just gonna give in, oh no, he's gonna beat them at their own game and get a real artist in on the action.

Gotta love that attitude, eh?

I would dearly love to see one of our Helicon readers getting some artistic exposure on this free canvas, so follow the link to the advert and apply if you have any ideas! Who knows, we could be fostering a new Banksy in our midst...


LE.

Francis Alÿs: A Story of Deception at Tate Modern

Francis Alys in Collaboration with Ortega
Rehearsal I (El Ensayo) Tijuana, 1999-2001

I'm honestly not sure what to say about this exhibition. Whilst my friends were grunging out in Camden, I decided to dash across the city to Tate Modern; more for the sake of catching 'Francis Alÿs: A Story of Deception' a few days before it ended than for want of actually seeing it. Overwhelmingly positive reviews from across the board had stirred some interest (it was "thought-provoking, funny and full of pathos" according to Adrian Searle at The Guardian and "Tate Modern's finest show to date by a living artist" according to Richard Dorment of The Telegraph), but, as Reception Theory dictates, the art experience is as reliant on the mental state of the viewer as on the physical state of the work. With other things on my mind, such as the fact that my fringe was plastered sweatily to my face, I forked out £8.50 to wander disorientatedly around the exhibition, pausing to watch the videos as gallery etiquette demands.