This is a 30 foot tall eyeball. Smack dab in the middle of downtown Dallas. It’s by artist Tony Tasset, originally created for a temporary exhibition in Chicago — now part of an exhibition co-sponsored by the Nasher Sculpture Center and the swanky five-star Joule Hotel. (ahem, we are not staying there) An example of the private arts investment reshaping Dallas. You run into all kinds of this cool stuff all over town.
What am I, really? The beautiful thing…is nobody can tell us what we are. Nobody can really tell us. Not in a way that’s going to be satisfactory to us. Our true nature is self-authenticating. When we bump into our true nature, it authenticates itself. Something inside us knows. This…is what has been sought for, longed for, looked for. This is it. Usually, it’s not what we expected
Whether it’s a city park, a dirt lot or a fenced-in turf field, children across the world spend day after day chasing the same dream to be the next Lionel Messi or Cristiano Ronaldo. But while the quality of the pitch might change from region to region, and while some footballs might be more tattered than others, the same expression of joy is always apparent as kids momentarily transform into their idols once they step onto their local pitch.
Filmmakers Lea Amiel and Nicolas Libersalle recently visited Dakar, the capital of Senegal, to capture an artistic look at a few moments in the lives of the next Iniesta and Didier Drogba. Fair to say they found what they were looking for.