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PJ Harvey & Nick Cave
Blixa Bargeld and Nick Cave 1992 Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds "Henry's Dream" tour Photographed by Peter Milne
The Birthday Party in an abandoned Church in London, 1981.
📸: David Corio
“Whitman and Dickinson are always there, like the lions in front of the public library. Whitman teaches me to take up space, Dickinson, compression as a pathway to power. Whitman, to embrace what is. Dickinson, to follow an interior mystery, to create the world. Yes, Keats is the guide and mirror in this book, for more reasons than I can name. His early death. His doubt, at the end, about his legacy in poetry, about what it had all come to. And most centrally, his notion of Negative Capability, in which an artist is “capable of being in uncertainties, Mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.””
— An Interview with Diane Seuss
[July is over and there's very little trace] by Frank O'Hara
Lucie Brock-Broido
Blixa Bargeld as Mephisto in Faust:: Mein Brustkorb: Mein Helm, 1994
pretty hate machine is actually a dance album if you have an open heart, mind and soul
www.areyouabadperson.com
www.areyouunloveable.com
I feel entirely dehumanized by the sun now and wish for fog, snow, rain and humanity.
Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Edward Sackville-West, written c. September 1926, from The Letters of Virginia Woolf: Vol. III, 1923-1928
Arthur Danto, The Philosophical Disenfranchisement of Art, p. 18
St. Grigor Narekatsi, from Book of Lamentations: Speaking with God from the Depths of the Heart (translated by Diana Der-Hovanessian)
vintage bunny pin
hey girl. Is that the petrova line in your pants or is your penits bleeding
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