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david byrne absolutely exists on a separate plane of existence from the rest of us
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Vilhelm Hammershøi (Danish, 1864-1916), Interior. Artificial Light, 1909. Oil on canvas, 69 x 92.2 cm.
Vilhelm Hammershøi (Danish, 1864-1916), Interior. Artificial Light, 1909. Oil on canvas, 69 x 92.2 cm.
Harald Slott-Møller (Danish, 1864-1937) Skumring. 1918
This is because David Bowie is gone, isn’t it?
Me when literally anything bad happens (via lookoutapolarbear)
Joseph Christian Leyendecker (1874-1951). Via.
INDIA. Uttar Pradesh. Agra. Taj Mahal. 1985 // Raghu Rai
TFw your art history tutor phd student mislabels jackson pollock’s number 11 as number one……. im on mobile someone add a pic…. thanks
i decided to look up the original mad world because i had never heard it and at one point in the video one of the other dudes in tears for fears just starts going hard while standing on a dock
‘Keats was not in childhood attached to books. His penchant was for fighting. He would fight any one.’
Complete Poems and Selected Letters of John Keats, Introduction (via the-frailty-of-genius)
In Bowie I hear a voice crying in the wilderness. Really. He is this plaintive voice which feels radically alone, commanded by a black star. That’s what’s coming for all of us, and that’s the sign that hovers over all of Bowie’s work. It’s only when that black sun of melancholy and depression is exerting its force most strongly that the counter movement could be felt. That is the apparent paradox of his work. This is also the riddle of great comedy: that it’s always about the dark side of the moon. It always portrays an experience of the most incalculable pain, and it’s only when you’re in the company of someone who’s frequented that pain, who is open to it, that something really resonant can take place. His music comes out of that feeling, out of a very basic mood which asks “Are there people who feel at home in the world?” It always seems like there are. Those people at the bar seem to be having a nice time, but I’m sure to them it seems like we’re having a nice time, like we’re at home in the world, talking to each other over a beer. But I never felt at home in my skin, so when Bowie spoke to me I had that sense of connection with someone who understood how remote someone could be from this world and how anxious this world makes you feel. And eventually, of course, you discover that everybody else feels like that too. Bowie is legion.
Simon Critchley, Guernica Mag (via everybird)
Judith Beheading Holofernes. Lost Caravaggio found in French attic causes rift in art world !
Painting valued at up to $136 million found by accident believed by many to be work of Renaissance master.
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Rest In Peace, Prince (7th June 1958 - 21st April 2016)
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