This is the best ad I’ve ever seen. (It’s the Quik commercial that landed him the role of Batman.) I love this man and will forever raise a glass of chocolate milk to him.
These movements look so cool, and SO DIFFICULT. As one of the dancers breezily says to describe the hiplet style, “If you got rhythm and you can groove en pointe, you got it.”
I cannot grove en pointe. I do not got it. I don’t think many people do. But the ones who can – wow.
As a way to start the day, I recommend the Brett Domino Trio’s nine-letter word song. (I can’t find a separate video of just the song, but this should jump you to the right minute of the show. The whole episode is good.) I used it to fine-tune my brain before reading a pile of poetry submissions.
For your enjoyment, a video of gold glitter paint dissolving in slow motion in water. The glitter precipitates out as the paint moves through the water. You’re safe to mute the music and play whatever song seems right. (Hat tip to filmmaker Matt Knight, who I know nothing about beyond that he made this and put it on Vimeo.)
Flower fairies are a lot more Geiger than what was described to me in my childhood.
Summer says: Why are those even more squicky to me than stick insects? <shiver>
Romie: There is something texturally unsettling about flower petals; they seem so bruiseable. And in the case of the mantises, it’s 100% sinister; scientists have concluded it’s not for protective camoflage at all, but to trick insects they want to eat into landing on them. And they don’t even look like flowers to those insects! They look like something even more beautiful than flowers, like the movie star version of what a perfect flower would be.
Summer: Yes! The selfish subterfuge! Are you familiar with my fear of sunflowers?
Romie: No but I agree they’re creepy. I quite like them, but make a lot of Day of the Triffids jokes about it.
Jeff says: I love them. A memory from about age five or less that is still vivid was when I watched, amazed, at what I would much later learn was a common northern walkingstick insect. Many of the adults I later told thought I’d lost my mind when I described what I’d seen.