Simulacra & Silica

Sandbox of a semi-anonymous id. Probably either too lowbrow or unduly cerebral for 99.9% of the world. (Bestest friend evarrr to the remaining 0.1%.)

[jackprinya]

So this dude at the party was doing #calligraphy for all the guests, sweet messages of love and all that. But you know me I ain't gonna just let that slide. #sojustchill #tilthenextepisode (at Tiffany & Co.)

[jackprinya]

"Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul." "Farewell" (1903) #kandinsky

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Scrambling over scraps, we ramble under wraps. Merit is made in mysterious waves. Oh Life! Such a brief, baffling lapse!

[jackprinya]

The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough. —Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Nature"

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Troy decided on his own to make this painting he said is inspired by Starry Night by Vincent Van Gogh and now my heart is in danger of bursting with pride.

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O Streetside #Sweetlime! Long may you e'er salve the parched pallette on days of Sun there! #odetowhatever (at Bangkok, Thailand)

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Four-Lane Still Life. #trafficjam #bangkok #birdseye #photography (at Sathorn.)

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Self-sacrifice to the Dog of Stit & Eniw? #behindthescenes

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Through the Drinking Glass. #wineshot

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Samsung, you are #NEVEREVEREVER going to hook up with #Siri if you don't raise that interaction logarithm game. Or is this how #Skynet begins? #apocalypse555 #apocalypsehumor (at Ethereal Online Shopping)

[ericraymondsf-deactivated201701]

Get it, son.

“If someone asks me, “Why do you write?” I can reply by pointing out that it is a very dumb question. Nevertheless, there is an answer. I write because I hate. A lot. Hard. And if someone asks me the inevitable next dumb question, “Why do you write the way you do?” I must answer that I wish to make my hatred acceptable because my hatred is much of me, if not the best part. Writing is a way of making the writer acceptable to the world—every cheap, dumb, nasty thought, every despicable desire, every noble sentiment, every expensive taste. There isn’t very much satisfaction in getting the world to accept and praise you for things that the world is prepared to praise. The world is prepared to praise only shit.”

-William Gass, The Art of Fiction No. 65 (Interviewed by Thomas LeClair)

[jackprinya]

Never thought about it that way but yeah I can fillet.

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Track Change. #albumcoverfromalternateuniverse

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...and that's my wife Mook, winner of Best Dressed Woman at #thailandtatlerawards!!! (at Renaissance Bangkok Ratchaprasong Hotel)

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Last night this lovely fraülein would NOT take her eyes off me. I asked her if I could take her photo and she just smiled. This morning, I asked @mookv if she saw this pretty girl too, and if she felt a tinge of pride or jealousy that her man still Looks Good. My dear wife, she said to me, "You were talking to an ad on the side of a building." Maybe it is for the best I did not drink another beer. #münchen (at Hotel Torbräu)

[jackprinya]

Silver Stoplight. #instagramthumbnailart #likemylikes

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Atlas Pouted. #bluesteel #btsskytrain #bangkok (at BTS ราชดำริ (Ratchadamri) S1)

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#protip How to drink and dine elegantly at cocktail events. Credit: @kbulsook