If you still managed to get lost despite using Google Maps, augmented reality directions are here. On August 8th, Google launched a beta version of its Live View mode in Google Maps, which uses your camera, visual information from Street View and location data to tell you exactly where you should be heading.
With the updated version, when you hold up your phone to your environment and click on Live View in Google Maps, large arrows pop up on top of whatever is happening in real-time. The new AR feature also flags up street names and other helpful markers, demonstrating how to reach your destination.
“Here in the electric dusk your naked lover
tips the glass high and the ice cubes fall against her teeth.
It’s beautiful Susan, her hair sticky with gin,
Our Lady of Wet Glass-Rings on the Album Cover,
streaming with hatred in the heat
as the record falls and the snake-band chords begin
to break like terrible news from the Rolling Stones,
and such a last light—full of spheres and zones.
August,
you’re just an erotic hallucination,
just so much feverishly produced kazoo music,
are you serious?—this large oven impersonating night,
this exhaustion mutilated to resemble passion,
the bogus moon of tenderness and magic
you hold out to each prisoner like a cup of light?”
Denis Johnson
A big h/t to the clever folks at Type Books in Toronto, Canada for this marvelous little video.
July 12th to August 20th are the official “Dog Days of Summer,” the period following the heliacal rising of the star system Sirius, which in astrology is connected with heat, drought, sudden thunderstorms, lethargy, fever, mad dogs, and bad luck.Here on the East coast of North America the heat is stifling and the humidity oppressive. This emblem from the enigmatic Atalanta Fugiens, (Michael Maier, Johann-Theodor de Bry Publisher, Germany, 1620) titled “Lupus ab Oriente & Canis ab Occidente se invicem momorderunt.” certainly captures the mood.
Icelanders have learned to cope with the scourge of overtourism with humor and aplomb. In the far northwestern town of Ísafjörður resident and museum curator Björg Elínar Sveinbjörnsdóttir recently capitalized on the nosiness of tourists who constantly peeked into the window of her house while visiting the Westfjords’s unofficial capital. With tongue in cheek, the entrepreneur installed curtains outside her window with a sign reading, “EVERYDAY LIFE PEEP SHOW!” For two euros, two dollars, or two pounds, tourists can now observe the first floor of an Icelandic apartment and see mundane things such as a cake cooling on a table next to a glass of milk or the dishes left from a meal. The Peep Show has no set schedule, but will be open whenever the town is busy.
You think dark is just one color, but it ain’t. There’re five or six kinds of black. Some silky, some woolly. Some just empty. Some like fingers. And it don’t stay still, it moves and changes from one kind of black to another. Saying something is pitch black is like saying something is green. What kind of green? Green like my bottles? Green like a grasshopper? Green like a cucumber, lettuce, or green like the sky is just before it breaks loose to storm? Well, night black is the same way. May as well be a rainbow.
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