tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266709552012-01-16T03:39:34.560+11:00Providing sanctuary for the misplaced, the forgotten and the misbegotten since 2006Administrationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09761053227401865092noreply@blogger.comBlogger2441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-14408641845608368242010-10-08T15:25:00.004+11:002010-12-23T13:24:25.250+11:00

You are, I'm sure, well aware of my continuing personnel problems... to whit, no personnel.*1The entire museum, a vast many-chambered edifice, is simply going to wrack and ruin without the necessary workforce to maintain its many important and rare exhibits and collections. Keeping the dust collections dusted is a full-time job in itself. The rest of the museum staff have simply stopped turning

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Amerikans, it transpires, can and will sell anything. Especially if someone else had the idea first. Ice to Inuits. Coals to Newcastle. Poverty to the Third World. They are the world's Ferenghi. I may be sounding a little harsh and bitter... however our respected Director made it VERY clear that the first substance to go on sale in our soon to be launched museum store would, naturally,

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Good news! If only the Director was here to witness the great leap forward that our defense program, something that I have long championed in the face of some determined conservative resistance, has made.*1 I've sent a telegram to her last known location (Bora-Bora, as it happens), but frankly I have little hope that she will receive it. In the event, the obvious next step was to broadcast a

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After months stretching to years of silence, the Director has sudddenly seen fit to bless us with the fruits of her labours.* Suddenly we are positively deluged with a tsunami of stuff. Now, I'm always ready to use my initiative, I can improvise with the best of them, but my job description says 'administration'... it doesn't say anything about being the person who has to decide what to do about

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A reasonable person might presume that the Director would be happy with news of the overwhelming success of the previously mentioned Anatomy of Monsters.Obviously reasonable people are in short supply around the museum in these dark days.As an obviously unreasonable person, I expect nothing.And luckily, as not a word have I received regarding the triumph of the new exhibit. Not a syllable! Not a

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Well Well Well!It looks as though the Director has finally decided to get her hands dirty!Here was I thinking that she would be searching the arid inlands of Mesopotamia, given that that's what she TOLD us, in the memo she left in my wastepaper bin, whilst all the time she has actually been big-game hunting in Japan.And then she has the temerity to send her trophies back to me in a state of

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It has been several months since the Director left on an extended exhibit-finding trip (or, at least, that's what she said she was doing). We haven't heard a word from her although, from time to time, something turns up addressed in what seems to be her hand.Now, I'm not one to complain and I pride myself on my consummate professionalism, but it has been very hard to maintain standards around the

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Dear museum staff,Sure I should have written sooner. Yes, ALRIGHT! It’s been over a year since I have sent word, but that is absolutely no reason to let standards slip so badly.Nobody’s done a thing around here since I left, perhaps a little precipitously, following a new and urgent clue as to the whereabouts of the Skin Armour. Yes, ALRIGHT, I may not have found it – at least not in the strict

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It is completely obvious that Inky will say and do anything to get attention.Even claim credit for ideas that are SO not his own. Yes, you -- like me -- may have secretly found his putative 'Xmas Bonetree' intriguing, even endearing. And you, like me, probably gave him full marks for originality and effort. But now I know the full truth, I have a good mind to drop the whole thing down the deepest

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Few realise that the 16th of December marks the day that the famed realm of Intersol fell to the nefarious forces brandished by the Weedking. I have not been unaware that certain mean-spirited denizens of MY museum have murmured that I profited from Musrum’s overthrow and exile. It is true that the Iron Castle Museum was probably my only real competitor. But I feel really really bad that I

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Visual artist Heather Barnett and performance poet Will Holloway aren't as frightful as they sound. In fact they are endearingly enraptured with the very very small and have collaborated in an entire on- and off-line exhibition celebrating their shared passion. Small Worlds - the art of the invisible was a exhibition supported by Oxford University's Museum of the History of Science that drew

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I may be in love! Just don’t tell Inky (as you know, he’s ridiculously easily upset …which can have catastrophic results for everyone else).Whatever … thank jedi for the WorldWideWeb (yet another benefit that arachnids have given us, as Inky constantly reminds me)! Without it I would still be in ignorance of my soulmate, spiritual twin and fellow apassionato of all things dust. G. Carboni who, I

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Dust is what connects the dreams of yesteryear with the touch of nowadays. It is the aftermath of the collapse of illusions, a powdery cloud that rises abruptly and then begins falling on things, gently covering their bright, polished surfaces. Dust is like a soft carpet of snow that gradually coats the city, quieting its noise until we feel like we are inside a snow globe, the urban exterior

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I'm sure you all have read about my exciting adventures in "The Inkyssy" - an Internet novel recounting my journey home after a fruitless search for the Illustrious Khan. I imagine you were all enthralled during my sword-fight with El Cacaracha Libre in the flooded bowels of the Museum, and laughed out aloud at the section when the Starfleet decided to live by the tenets of the Amish while in

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The flood of inquiries I have received about my diatom mural has been astonishing! Who would have thought that so many out there share my love for these astonishing microscopic lifeforms. But what’s not to love? Diatoms, like my other all-time favourite, slime mould, are neither fish nor fowl. Which is to say that they are neither plants nor animals, and are not bacteria or fungi either.In fact

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WTF!Did no one think that it was strange that I hadn’t been seen for a while? Did none of the highly-paid mooncalves that clutter Museum of Dust stop, for just ONE nanosecond, and thinks “Golly I wonder where the Director has got to?”You would think that panic would ensue after the first day or so and that no effort would have been spared in a frantic attempt to ascertain my whereabouts. You’d

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Why doesn’t someone tell me when things are happening? I duck into the Chambre Ardente to work on one or two new exhibits for the museum and, whilst I’m not looking, our entire involvement with the search for the Khan takes a new turn!Not to mention even more suspicion falls upon the squalid head of Janitorial…Anyway, I’m hellishly busy and have just popped out to show you our new acquisitions. I

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Janitorial hates to be the voice of reason and ruin everyone's fun but recent images captured by the Hubble telescope throw new light on claims lately made by the Republic of Tinseman.The telescope was taking part in routine, CIA funded, scans for inter-galactic terrorists when it took several frames of the Starship Enterprise. Applications made under the Freedom of Information Act guidelines,

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It has come to our attention that certain personnel have been complaining about their workloads. We too have been labouring away in these times of trouble. We have had to re-catalogue the entire irony, farce and satire sections of the library in light of events in Outresol. Plus we have had to train our staff in the use of the new-fangled spider catching thingy only to discover that Inky was in

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In between chess games, I’ve been applying myself to extending our Picture Gallery collection.* After all, whilst I'm waiting for the fleet to return with the real Khan, I have a responsibility to keep things going here.Most recently I have added the improving allegories of Russian artist, Eugene Artsebasov. I consider this to be an almost educational addition to our collection. For example I

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The intercepted communiqué is even more engrossing than I had imagined. Obviously the US have decided to share their bleeding-edge tactical secrets with their allies, William Shatner and Rupert Murdoch. Sure, it LOOKS like chess instructions… I shudder to think of the effect that this is going to have on our peace efforts. Actually, I decided not to show them to La Cacaracha Libre… too much like

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Oops I was gone longer than I planned! And of course, nobody did anything useful around the place whilst I was away! MoD’s staff are completely useless! Pathetic! Lazy slackers!Still, who ever would have predicted that I would be gone so long? You would think that it would be a simple matter to purchase a spider catcher – even if it is some top-of-the-line, radically innovative and

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I still don't know what to think... I got up this morning and found the message below waiting on the ship-to-shore communicator device thingy.Is it possible? Is Inky REALLY on board? Or is this some kind of nefarious plot by the insurgents in Republic of Tinselman to destabilise our attempts to sew the seeds of democracy in that benighted realm?Of course, I immediately attempted to contact the

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And loose the dog-boys of war!It’s all going our way… RoT’s Khan has been unmasked (literally) as that intergalactic space-slut William Shatner. Rupert Morlock – media-mogul, time-traveller and noted trouser-man – is being kept busy and RoT’s Ultraman army has failed dismally against our forces of goodness and rightness (aka isopods and giant jellies).I have thought long and hard about what to do

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No one with half a brain cell would trust Rupert Murlock – particularly when he is offering the world in return for… nothing definite. Obviously there’s something he’s not telling us. So when he offered to distract the Khan and his minions whilst we invade Republic of Tinselman, I had to think fast.First off, I’m going to secure his promise to print the stunning picture above (snapped and leaked

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } A glimpse of our new lighter-than-air submarines being prepped. Our enormous fleet is poised and pumped for what lies ahead.Shiver little RoTten Khan.More by Matz on Flickr >>

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1160631686246474102006-10-12T15:34:00.000+10:002006-10-14T14:16:42.983+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } >> By popvulture I have realised that I am being WAY too defensive in responding to RoT’s incursions, attacks, invasions and hurtful personal slurs. I think it might have something to do with Inky not being around. He

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } More photographs by Jonathan Sawyer >> Finance Minister Ivo* has drawn my attention to the inherent maintenance problems associated with large-scale use of platonic solids so I have been casting around for some fresh but

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Hah!Those Republic of Tinselman rotters are in for a BIG surprise. For a starter it has come to our notice that the arachnids will not take the cuisine-driven devastation visited upon them by ROTOX minions lying down. Well, I suppose if their thoraxes have been yanked off they probably would want a little rest… and perhaps a Bex… but I digress.It has been immediately obvious to anyone of any

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1159889448255588682006-10-04T01:24:00.000+10:002006-10-04T01:30:48.536+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } A sparsely populated and extremely isolated place, Terra Incognita has never been at war. But that doesn't mean we don't know how to protect ourselves. And it doesn't mean we're afraid to try new ideas.I like this one.I

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1159770050680179182006-10-02T16:14:00.000+10:002006-10-03T17:22:29.340+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I have started looking very hard at strong defensive structures. It seems likely we're going to need one if those evil RoTters follow through with their dastartedly threats of invasion.I have found much inspiration in

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1159541399391276852006-09-30T00:43:00.000+10:002006-10-01T00:57:08.273+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } It was not long after I had enlisted our latest defenders of Terra Incognita’s sacred boundaries, that we got word of the latest RoTten enormities! It threw my new minions into disarray. I had never expected troops of sand,

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1159407574879607602006-09-28T11:33:00.000+10:002006-09-29T00:52:34.206+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Despite the inhuman pressure that I and the entire Museum of Dust endeavor are currently suffering, I always think that it's important to take time out to appreciate the really important things in life.Like dust.MOOk is

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All this recent unpleasantness has made me think, what would we do if the worst happens? If Rupert Murdoch, for instance, should have his nefarious way [for I am now convinced that he is behind all that is evil in the world and most particularly has designs on Terra Incognita – and, can I tell you honey, he’s no graphic designer – they’re pretty ugly …Where was I?Oh yes! So if Murdoch does to us

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Following the churlish and frankly, unmannerly, threats that the RoTten Khan has been hurling about, we have been carefully and constantly monitoring our boarders. So far nada. Which is good.But nothing as pretty as this

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The Minister without Portfolio of the Museum of Dust today released a statement calling for the head of the Your Illustrious Khan to be snap-frozen and stored in the Museum. The Minister, Sub-lieutenant Leslie Fenton Scam-Scam, also said that, acting under sub-clause 314 of article 2857 of the Museum's charter, he has taken temporary control of the Ministry of Defence. His statements were made as

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Museum of Dust has been under attack. Yes, that’s right. Attack!We have been infiltrated by clouds of noxious microbes that have insinuated themselves into every nook and infiltrated every nasal cavity.I have my suspicions about where this microscopic eviltude has sprung from. I don’t think that it’s any coincidence that we have been laid low right at this juncture in history.It is common

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I don’t get out much, so it wasn’t entirely surprising that I hadn’t realised just how close to Terra Incognita the Republic of Tinselman is. Commonsense dictated that I start my search close to home and so it was that, in transit between Prester John’s Land and Nan Madol, following a faint path through the dunes, bound for the harbour where I hoped to catch a boat to the basalt and coral

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } More by groundhogcat >> You know, I always thought that pocket gophers got their name because they were so petite – like ‘pocket Venuses’ only rodents. Then I found out that they could weigh up to a fatty bom-bah 1kg, so

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This image provided by the Direction of Penal Centers of El Salvador shows an x-ray taken of one of four prisoners at a maximum security Salvadoran prison in Zacatecoluca, 35 miles southeast of the capital of El Salvador.Who would have thought that my suggestion of compulsory universal pyjama wearing would cause SO much furore! It was meant to be helpful, people! I am only concerned with

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1157793287705811612006-09-09T19:14:00.000+10:002006-09-10T14:04:10.900+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Image from Whitman-ZenI swear I’m never going to speak damningly of anyone ever ever again. I have just discovered that an individual I have in the past dismissed as possibly the most boring man in the world and certainly

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I have become inured to the isolation of Terra Incognita. I know that it's so far from anywhere that no one is ever going to visit. But sometimes I long to share its splendors with others. If you'd like an approximater

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } If it wasn’t bad enough that there’s all these old pockets in every direction – now clothes designers are finding sneaky new ways to get more pockets into our lives. So if you thought cargo pants would be the last word in

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Although you all know that I don’t have time to play games AND there’s no public transport here in Terra Incognita,* I couldn’t go past something that involves devil dust bunnies, Howard Hughes, urine and a bus-strap-controlled play system. Especially because its creator Robot School Dropout aka Haiyan Zhang has made a non-bus dependent version available that even I can play.And suck at.The

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Image by blinkybeeThis is what your pockets should look like after searching them. Completely empty. Turn them inside-out to be 100% sure that you are Inky-less.An unnatural number of people have contacted Museum of Dust to

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More historical pocket content was found at Pockets Full of Memories, a multimedia exhibition exploring memory, archives and emergence, held at the Centre Pompidou back around century's turn.It's an oldie but a goldie. Firstly, it impresses and inspires by the sheer number of people that they persuaded to empty their pockets -- more than three thousand objects were scanned into and described in a

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The vigilant and even, yes I can say it, satisfactory Mr S has unearthed a sketch from the back of MoD’s Picture Gallery. I had completely forgotten it was there! It’s a portrait sketch that the delicious Mr Odilon Redon whipped up sometime in 1881, as he and Inky wiled away the drowsy later summer afternoons at Cambridge with only mayhem to plan.It’s an amazing likeness, although Inky was

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Who would have thought that Ms Martini would be opening such a bag of worms when she suggested that Inky might have been unknowingly carried off in someone’s pocket? Personally, I thought it would be a simple matter of getting everyone in the world to (circumspectly and warily) look in their pockets, and photograph or list the contents and post to either my Diary or the comments thread @ '

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I cannot allow my pre-occupation with Inky's whereabouts and safety to completely dominate everything. This was brought home hard when I saw this delicious dust devil. I have really been very very lax in not following up

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The Museum of Dust has been deeply touched by the many offers of assistance we have received in our search for Inky. We would like to give our whole-hearted thanks for the help and many kind comments people have posted on the website.However, there have been some people, pranksters for want of a better word, who have been posting false and misleading information about Inky on the internet. For

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Look what we found whilst we were checking our pockets to make sure Inky wasn't secreted inside one of them. It is a miniature 'pocket' sculpture -- although Dir. de Plume suspects that it is actually a hypnotic device designed to snare the gaze and then trap it in endlessly involuted and semi-permeable surfaces. And it turns out that there's a lot more where that one came from...Bathsheba

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Judith Hoffman a.k.a bertmac makes artist's books and small objects from copper, brass, paper and found stuff. Her mission is to transmute the quotidian into the mysterious. However, when her metamorphic energy engages

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A recent acquaintance, a certain Ms Martini, has come up with the intriguing possiblity that Inky may once have been – or may still be -- in someone’s coat pocket. His abduction may not have even been intentional. It all makes so much sense. He has a tendency to withdraw when overwhelmed. I think, following the rout of the sponge-cats and the embarrassment of having to admit that Mr B’s simple

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1156335940808559342006-08-23T22:20:00.000+10:002006-08-28T22:59:54.980+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I have always thought that it is important to factor in aesthetics as well as the practicalities so, whilst I’m planning a water feature to incorporate my new battalions of anemones, I’m eyeing up this decorative item. It

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } By deborah lattimore >> If I could be said to have a hobby, it would have to be ‘emergent properties.’ Or maybe it is making gargoyles out of beach-shells. I can’t quite remember. Whatever, I was excited to be given the

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I don't know what is with me and the shy ones. I thought this little fellow might be the perfect replacement BF -- he's very attractive, he doesn't say much and is a real homebody (picks a clump of fan coral and spends

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Dark spots (left) and 'fans' appear to scribble dusty hieroglyphics on top of the Martian south polar cap in two high-resolution Mars Global Surveyor, Mars Orbiter Camera images taken in southern spring. Each image is about 3-kilometers wide (sic) Credit: NASA/JPL/Malin Space Science SystemsAs you know by now, I am nothing if not assiduous in seeking out and testing new landscaping concepts for

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The wild turkey feeds primarily on seeds, fruit, leaves, and insects such as crickets. It occasionally rounds out its diet with invertebrates and amphibians. It is a sedentary bird that nests in the mature deciduous forests of southernmost Québec, near the U.S. border.This large bird is from America but got its name from the mistaken belief it was imported from Turkey. Because of its long

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All this getting out does have its down moments... I've just realised that the world is more full of lost things than I had ever imagined... -db- has a collection of posters that has washed the scales (and a log or two) from my eyes.Plus which it has made me realise that I've got to get more 'Missing Inky' posters up and around.Still, none of these lost units is a patch on my spider... -db- 'Lost

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1156065743022814112006-08-20T19:17:00.000+10:002006-08-21T10:33:16.323+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I'm been trying not to brood and to get out more... and look who I found when I finally left the house! This chap has eyes almost as beautiful as Inky's... although I'm having a bit of trouble getting anything out of him.

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } "There is something to be learned from a rainstorm." - Hagakure. Mostly that it isn't only scientists that can force dust to reorganise itself.Dru! is one of the few photographers I know who can make a mountain out of

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Yet more evidence that dust is far smarter than the average militery brain can understand -- pointy-heads have caught it* in the act of forming obviously organised and stable structures. In their own words (because I'm not sure that I entirely follow their procedure):"A dusty plasma is a unique physical environment where neutral atoms, electrons, ions, and charged dust particles interact to form

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The first lead has come in from the Desperately Seeking Spider contact centre. Spider-seeker Mr X glimpsed what can only be a distant cousin of Inky’s. The Vampire Sea Spider has a straw for sucking the life out of its prey as well as 10 legs. Not only is there an obvious kinship through Inky’s distant cousin in Russia, but the extent to which both have baffled the best scientific minds,

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1155716873268207572006-08-16T18:22:00.000+10:002006-08-16T20:03:55.963+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Both Lady Mary Montagu and Lord Byron were enamoured with Albanians... Maybe it was because of their distinctive and very dashing national dress. Maybe it was because fear is an aphrodisiac... Or maybe it was because they took

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It was touching really to see what the Director came up with all on her own. It just demonstrates why she employs us. No one can be expert at everything.Of course, if she’d thought to ask our assistance, we would have happily told her about the campaign we have been planning.First off: We have produced a poster – one that reflects the gravity of situation and presents the museum in a professional

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Now that I've finally got that poster done and I'm starting to get it distributed, I can relax a little and get back to work. Again, I have found a wellspring (or should that be ‘drywell’?) of inspiration in the Dust pool

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See. It might have taken a tiny bit longer that you'd expect, I did it! One 'Lost Inky-Blinky' poster. Milk cartons come next.Now I know the poster looks a little bit homemade, but it was the best I could do on the resources I had. I had to make it myself because Administration said they didn’t have the time to help - although Baal alone knows what they’re doing that’s so important. There doesn’t

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } I was innocently minding my own business, just poking around The Blen's collections. He has a fine collection from the Museum of Comparative Oology* – I have never seen that grand old institution shown to more advantage. And

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No matter how bad things might be, from time to time I DO come across something that gives me a warm glow of envy. Kelly Searsmith’s LiveJournal is one such instance. It hides a nascent Wunderkammer, as yet small, but consisting of seven perfect exhibits.From this Sumerian person (with whom, I must admit, I feel a strange sense of kinship), to spiked ivory pleasure balls and the death mask of

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HA! This is one in the eye for all those who doubted the wisdom of having a mud feature in the grounds of Museum of Dust. (Pointedly NOT looking at anyone in particular… but isn’t it interesting how all of Administration suddenly disappears when they are proven WRONG!). An assault on MoD by hostile forces was foiled yesterday. And if anyone wants to see me to discuss the matter... I’ll be in my

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I found another one of those appalling religious tracts! This one was being used as a bookmark in the library’s copy of ‘The Department of Lebensraum Security Guidelines for keeping you and your family safe whilst waiting for Rapture’. I wonder how long it’s been there. Who does it belong to? Is it one of my trusted staff, indulging an hitherto unsuspected vein of superstition? Or perhaps it’s

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A magnificent magnified grain of cosmic dust, set against the South Pole sky. Credit: J. Freitag and S. Messenger. From here >>A quick heads-up on the potential power of dust.* Some scientists have postulated that cosmic dust may have helped end the last glacier age prematurely by causing global warming. Some people try to blame EVERYTHING on dust! Now some other scientists think they have proof

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Proof that the French (even when they're Canadian), can make anything look good -- especially if they start with top-quality materials. I love the visual pun these glass tiles make with dried mud-pan tiling. We forget

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A video showing attempts to herd wild Dust Devils on El Mirage Dry Lake in Southern California. Will people never learn! You just CAN'T tame the little devils...But what an inspiration! I am SO going to get some for the front yard.Video by Jeff T. Alu >>

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A member of staff* pertinently noted that we already have a bonsai collection. Actually, to be precisely, it is a bonsai bonsai bonsai collection, consisting of three three-inch high bonsai. This miniature but perfectly formed collection forms one of the most valuable sections of the Zymoglphic Museum which was recently acquired by MoD. There will certainly be some kind of section of the bonsai

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It was kind of the human race to remind me why I’m glad that I’m not a member. Sometimes I feel a little left out and lonely.* But lately it’s been a positive relief not to belong to the club.*PLUS which I recently discovered an endless supply of hugely attractive anthropomorphic individuals. Now I never have to be lonely again.*Lifeless faces - Faces .. FACES! EVERYWHERE!!! group is a cornucopia

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Much as I love a bandwagon, I can’t resist taking the wheels off this one. You will have noticed that the blogsphere has been agog with the discovery of a scale-model landscape adjacent to a remote Chinese ‘military facility’. Someone with far more time and geographical obsession than me (or any nominally sane person), contends that it is a scale model of an obscure section of mountain with the

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If I needed any more evidence that an interest in mud is complimentary with MoD’s mission, news from Ireland a few days ago more than confirms my current passion for the stuff. Ireland is of course chiefly known for its bogs – that’s right, wet swamps full of decaying vegetable matter, mud and water. So much of all of the above that the bogs act as time capsules, suspension chambers for whatever

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Some people, under the guise of offering helpful suggestions, have insinuated that perhaps I am concentrating too closely on mud and am forgetting MoD’s mission statement. I have just one thing to say to them* -- get

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Desert landscape (Now vanished diorama from the Natural History Museum in Las Vegas)Sometimes even the most stay-at-home recluse like myself bumps into someone who appears to have it all. Julie Dermansky seems to fit the

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.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } This is more than mud. This is mud well on its way to being dust. In between, it is demonstrating yet another variation on the tiling principle. It's little wonder that I'm obsessing...See more of Dru!'s photographs of

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Even whilst all this is going on*, I am still firmly focused on my ultimate goal… finding the Skin Armour.And, for a moment there, I almost thought that I’d done it. That I, Incognita Anne etc. etc. etc. had finally tracked down the fabled Skin Armour that once provided the centrepiece of Musrum’s Iron Castle Museum! The fame alone garnered by such a significant discovery would have made those

Administrationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09761053227401865092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153922359389187952006-07-26T23:54:00.000+10:002006-07-27T00:14:04.893+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } The detail keeps going all the way down.And it comes in a range of fashionable colourways. Such as grey, dun and beige.Dust in any form is a style stalwart, but it's never looked more attractive than with water added. And

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153832661285688182006-07-25T22:59:00.000+10:002006-07-26T00:02:32.130+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Tom Gidley's photographs >>“This labyrinth stuffed full of fragments is the most tasteless arrangement that can be seen; it has the same kind of perplexing and oppressive effect on the spectator as if the whole stock of an

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153750380639340902006-07-25T00:08:00.000+10:002006-07-25T00:26:30.736+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Penrose tiling has nohing on the natural properties of mud. Espcially as a ground-cover texture.More of mystery-man Ben Smith's photographs >>Penrose Tiles @ Geometry Junkyard >>@ Wikipedia >>

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153658199947027512006-07-23T22:35:00.000+10:002006-07-23T23:03:16.263+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } 'Leopold' by Jessica JoslinJessica Joslin makes beasts as beautiful as jewellery and as rare as miracles. Her animals are constructed from quotidian materials -- from bone, brass, leather and feathers, textiles, fur and bits

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153655293691972042006-07-23T21:43:00.000+10:002006-07-23T22:29:13.736+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } This dust is, unfortunately, history. A last glimpse of the dusty splendor that was Arg-é Bam before the 2003 earthquake.More of Mahdi Hadjishafiee's photographs of Iran >>

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153569883005402332006-07-22T22:00:00.000+10:002006-07-22T22:23:58.296+10:00

I’ve found another one of those religious tracts! This one was in the staffroom! The mystery deepens.I can’t work our whether they actually ARE Inky’s and are somehow related to his disappearance. Or one of the staff has come over all converted… or some one is just trying to rile me… but when I find out, someone will have some explaining to do.MoD is a secular institution both by persuasion and

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153552442898755082006-07-22T17:09:00.000+10:002006-07-22T17:24:21.440+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Bam, a city in southern Iran, was built around the ancient fortress of Arg-é Bam which has guarded the Silk Road for over 2,000 years. On December 26 2003, an earthquake devastated both the adobe city and the ancient

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153381963536265202006-07-20T17:50:00.000+10:002006-07-21T19:43:01.043+10:00

Griffin by Sarina Brewer >>I don’t really understand why people get so excited about pedigree this and purebred that. Anyone can own a pedigree; it just takes money. Where’s the challenge? Where’s the risk? Where’s the exclusivity?No, what I want are frankenscience pets. And, synchronistically, not to mention serendipitously, I’ve stumbled on an infinitely mutable stream of unique chimeras,

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153315065094684952006-07-19T23:10:00.000+10:002006-07-21T19:43:33.016+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } 'Heart of gold' by Masao Hata >> Damn damn damn that perspicacious Mr W. I am deeply afraid that he has uncovered my Plan B for financing the Museum. Once the news gets out I’ll be done for – there’ll be a rush on the dust

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153308220462488992006-07-19T21:19:00.000+10:002006-07-20T15:56:46.013+10:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: center; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } More inspiration -- and an aesthetic wake-up call -- for my erratic architect.See more of Steffan's photographs >>

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153304622998951772006-07-19T20:23:00.000+10:002006-07-20T13:10:28.843+10:00

Perhaps the pressure is all getting too much for me. Trying to re-establish the Museum. Worrying about Inky. Tirelessly planning new exhibits. And now this latest outrage from Janatorial.* I'm sure it's all a red-herring designed to throw me off-balance. As if Inky would be in Rome! Anyway, I'd already checked and that's not him. But you can see what I'm up against. I deserve a holiday! I NEED a

Directorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01222654662771073459noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26670955.post-1153281514837780892006-07-19T13:39:00.000+10:002006-07-19T17:27:14.556+10:00

As to Inky's whereabouts we are as baffled as anyone. However, some interesting photographs have come to light - we discovered them while surfing the web on an entirely unrelated matter. The first two are from the Vatican and give support to Cog's belief that he may have got religion. It may be a coincidence that someone bearing a remarkable likeness to the prodigal spider works at the Holy See

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