There are three seasons in the Philippines. Hot and sunny, hot and raining, or hot, sunny and raining, like a while ago, when the sky was so clear and then something came from the clouds and left the pavement wet. The smell of alimuom was on the air. My two kids were watching Dumbo. Somewhere out of sight, someone was playing a saxophone cover of Neil Diamond's Sweet Caroline. The wind blew harder for a while, then subsided as the sky lightened. I know you don't care but I do have some sort of fascination with weather forecasting. Anyway, here's some music.
Timothée Humbert creates wild, zoomorphic sculptures that pull the viewer into an imaginary world. This place is full of strange, funny, and sometimes grotesque little beings. His creatures feel ancient and childlike at the same time; one can't tell if they are jokes, spells, or something sacred. Humbert was born in Paris in 1979. While primarily a ceramic artist, he also draws, paints, and engraves. He earned his Fine Arts diploma in 2004, and a year later, he set up his studio. Since then, he has created nothing but one-of-a-kind pieces. These include monsters grinning like kids who know something you don't, skulls with attitude, and oddball geniuses who might be ghosts. His style mashes together global traditions and pop culture. You can trace the lines from Japanese ceramics, African sculpture, and Mexican Día de los Muertos, then, out of nowhere, find manga, fantasy, and sci-fi. Together, they create a kind of postmodern language—a jumble of hieroglyphs that hum with life....
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