Incredible piece by Izumi Kato. It’s untitled, but is it… really?

Incredible piece by Izumi Kato. It’s untitled, but is it… really?

July 4th, 1983

July 4th, 1983

Gilbert U-238 Atomic Energy Lab (1950-1951)

Gilbert U-238 Atomic Energy Lab (1950-1951)

LIFE photographer Gjon Mili visited Picasso in 1949. Mili showed the artist some of his photographs of ice skaters with tiny lights affixed to their skates jumping in the dark — and Picasso’s mind began to race. The series of photographs that follows — Picasso’s light drawings — were made with a small flashlight in a dark room; the images vanished almost as soon as they were created.

LIFE photographer Gjon Mili visited Picasso in 1949. Mili showed the artist some of his photographs of ice skaters with tiny lights affixed to their skates jumping in the dark — and Picasso’s mind began to race. The series of photographs that follows — Picasso’s light drawings — were made with a small flashlight in a dark room; the images vanished almost as soon as they were created.

Amazingly candid.

Amazingly candid.

Lovely shot of a ‘mysterious room’ by joopy, who’s rather adorable.

Lovely shot of a ‘mysterious room’ by joopy, who’s rather adorable.

Hot stuff from Ryan McGinley for Wrangler.

“Transformers: ROTF has mostly gotten pretty hideous reviews, but that’s because people don’t understand that this isn’t a movie, in the conventional sense. It’s an assault on the senses, a barrage of crazy imagery. Imagine that you went back in time to the late 1960s and found Terry Gilliam, fresh from doing his weird low-fi collage/animations for Monty Python. You proceeded to inject Gilliam with so many steroids his penis shrank to the size of a hair follicle, and you smushed a dozen tabs of LSD under his tongue. And then you gave him the GDP of a few sub-Saharan countries. Gilliam might have made a movie not unlike this one.”

Transformers: ROTF has mostly gotten pretty hideous reviews, but that’s because people don’t understand that this isn’t a movie, in the conventional sense. It’s an assault on the senses, a barrage of crazy imagery. Imagine that you went back in time to the late 1960s and found Terry Gilliam, fresh from doing his weird low-fi collage/animations for Monty Python. You proceeded to inject Gilliam with so many steroids his penis shrank to the size of a hair follicle, and you smushed a dozen tabs of LSD under his tongue. And then you gave him the GDP of a few sub-Saharan countries. Gilliam might have made a movie not unlike this one.”

Li Yu & Liu Bo

Li Yu & Liu Bo