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Thughra
Thughra curls up into himself, warding off the morning chill. The sun hasn’t quite risen over the top of the mountains, leaving the valley in a purple haze, turning the shadows into lurking figures hiding between market stalls. A small wrinkled woman lays out prunes at the fruit stall, her hands melding into the crumpled skins and a young man carefully displays his colorful scarves of silk and linen. A pain fills Thughra’s stomach, his mother used to wear the same silk scarves, they smelt of burnt amber and frankincense, now their remains drift across the desert, the smell of smoke lingering behind, a black stain on a golden dune. He squints and shakes the thought from his head, focusing on a small beetle scampering across the dusty ground. It’s difficult to distinguish the difference between the pain of loss and the pain of hunger and he wraps his arms tighter around his ribs. The wind sneaks in through the holes of his clothes. As the sun shyly appears above the tip of the mountains, the market begins to wake up. Traders and hagglers begin to fill the streets, replacing the menacing shadows. Life returns and an energy buzzes through the air, an energy that Thughra hasn’t been able to connect with since he lost his family to the fire. He scans the crowd and is drawn to a particular figure. The thick brown cloak is unusual for these parts of the world. The figure stands with his back turned, peacefully still. If it had not been for the colourful patterned bag that whispered stories of travels and different lands Thughra would have completely missed him.
By Kalinka Petkoff5 years ago in Futurism
Transmigration of a Genius
The Artist died without friends or family to bid him farewell as he passed into the other place, but it was not a sad affair. He was not alone, because until the very moment of his death, he had me. I had been with him since the very beginning, since his first notebook was filled with the fruit of our labour together. He was not the first artist I had known, but he was the one I loved best. I at least was there to hold him close as he was unbound from his mortal coil. You see, I am familiar with boundaries of all kinds, of crossings between here and there. I am an idea, a genius.
By Kelsey Aebi5 years ago in Futurism
Explore how our sense of taste and smellinteract with each other to determine how we perceive flavour
The CLOUD was created to explore how our sense of taste and smell interact with each other to determine how we perceive flavour. The team observed that traditionally we only consume foods in two phases; solids and liquids. We pushed to engineer a way to break this constraint, and theorized what if we could enjoy our favourite dishes through another medium.
By Coco Pang Pang5 years ago in Futurism
The Bizarre Paintings of Franc Kaiser. Top Story - August 2019.
Franc Kaiser is a Swiss national living in China for the last 2 decades. He is a self-taught painter, working with acrylics on large cardboards, and creates haunting, realistic creatures, interspersed with fantastic tropes. His subject of choice are often small domestic animals paired with grand surreal or sci-fi themes. He explores themes such as our repressed consciousness of the food chain and the ruthless biology of life.
By Franc Kaiser6 years ago in Futurism
The Seven Laws of Origami
Akira Yoshizawa, a teenager in the nineteen-twenties, quit his factory job and proceeded to turn paper-folding into a fine art. Today, origami kits are common and consist of a booklet of instructions and a set of colored paper. The paper is two-sided with a different color on each side. The instructions, consisting of mostly of arrows and lines, are a part of a worldwide standard of visual language for origami that Akira pioneered. He also invented the wet folding technique, which allows for more sculptural interpretations.
By Sabine Lucile Scott7 years ago in Futurism
