Mark Rothko - Black no. 8, 1964.
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Mark Rothko - Black no. 8, 1964.
The 7 Teacups in the Kern River location: Kern Canyon, California, USA
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Scanned the wood panel pieces. Acadia & Zion national parks.
Field notes from the time I scouted a decommissioned nuclear power plant...
This is the control room, and if you look closely, you'll see a dark stripe in the carpet running the perimeter of the room. This was referred to as the "velvet rope," and absolutely NO ONE was allowed to cross it without authorization. It was under constant observation from an adjacent office, and I was told that if someone did set foot inside without permission, things got VERY serious VERY quickly.
This is one of the computer stations, and to me, it's such a gorgeous encapsulation of its period of technology, the sort of aesthetic that shows like Lost will bend over backwards to recreate.
As I was scouting, I noticed the day calendar had last been torn off about when the plant closed for good...
Then we went into the nuclear reactor, and the whole damn thing was just so spooky.
Looking back, I think it came from an overwhelming feeling of utter insignificance in the face of the sheer power this colossus was designed to produce.
The scale was just so out of proportion to every day reality, the sort of place where a weight of "46000 LBS" is just casually noted on the side of a part.
Peering into where the core would've been, all I could think is that I'd never want the job where you have to climb down that ladder on the left while this thing was in operation.
If you're interested in seeing more, you can find my full tour here!
https://nickcarr.com/scouting-a-decommissioned-nuclear-power-plant/
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Campsite in Portugal at night, oilpaint sketch.
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Some of the contents of the north room of a blacksmith's house on Concord Road in Cambridge, Massachusetts in 1785.
I'm turning the entire probate court inventory/assessment of his belongings into an (approximately) 15-page zine. So far, I'm about halfway done.
I love this project. It feels like I'm snooping through someone's house or poking around an estate sale, and I'm having a lot of fun researching the objects and looking up period examples in museum collections and antiques auction sites.
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