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The lovers’ suicide from The Exterminating Angel by Thomas Adès.
Fold your body into mine,
Hide yourself within its hand.
Flayed, you showed me muscles of wood,
bouquets of lust I’ll make from your veins.
What longing, what desires of shattered seas
Changed to nickel
Will be born, birds of our coupled mouths,
While death enters through our feet.
Anselm Feuerbach, Iphigenia, 1871. Oil on canvas. Staatsgalerie Stuttgart
Sacrificed by her father Agamemnon to the enraged Artemis, Iphigenia was removed from the sacrificial altar by the god-dess of the hunt and taken to the island of Taurus, where she was forced to serve as a priestess. The model Lucia Brunacci is shown in a grand pose, reminiscent of an ancient statue. … Set in scene as if on a stage, this often repro-duced image of unfulfilled yearning became a characteristic motif for an entire epoch.
What is a work of art if not the gaze of another person?
Karl Ove Knausgaard, “Completely Without Dignity: An Interview,” the Paris Review. (via literarymiscellany)
Making Steinway
Architectural photographer Christopher Payne likes to investigate industrial settings and explore overlooked manufacturing processes. His newest collection, Making Steinway: An American Workplace, features a series of compositions collected on a visit to the Steinway & Sons piano factory in Astoria, New York.
Steinway & Sons was founded in 1853 in Manhattan, New York, and has made pianos since. Payne explains: “After spending countless hours photographing the choreographies of production and scrutinizing the parts and pieces that will never be visible outside the factory, I came to realize that a piano is one of the supreme acts of human invention and imagination.”
Samantha Bee explains why Bernie Sanders supporters shouldn’t be so pissed off at superdelegates
Law professor Roger Fisher suggested that nuclear launch codes be implanted in a volunteer’s heart. The president would be required to personally take the life of an innocent person before taking the lives of hundreds of millions. (Source)
“are you one of those dramatic gays?”
me:
It’s said that the composer Gustav Mahler was sitting in his studio completing a new piano piece. As he was playing, one of his students came into the room and listened quietly. At the end of the piece the student said, “Maestro, that was wonderful. What is it about?” Mahler turned to him and said, “It’s about this,” and he played it again.
Ken Robinson, Out of Our Minds, 2011 edition (via thetaijistudent)
Vine will make America great again.
“Pleasing people is a huge drive. Any artist who tells you otherwise is either selfish or autistic. Art is a communication, and it’s not incompatible with your integrity to desire an audience. A public performance is a miracle. You never know who’s watching, but you feel a communion between yourself, the audience, and the composer who wrote the notes two hundred years ago. But fuck the notes. The notes are not important. They were the composer’s only means of communicating. The important thing is what’s between the notes and behind the notes. My job as a pianist is to interpret. Why did the composer put that note there? I need to understand the moment preceding the note. And when that happens– when I can reach back two hundred years and connect to a composer’s humanity, even if I’m completely alone, it’s the same feeling of communion as when I perform in front of an audience.”
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A Comedy in Four Parts: Hillary spots a Trump supporter
(My favorite is the after shot where she’s all, “WTF wuz dat?”)
(source: Justin Sullivan/Getty)
Jared Leto for Carrera - The new Maverick collection.
The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.
Italo Calvino, from Invisible Cities (via lifeinpoetry)
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