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Andulka
if i look back, i am lost
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap
Kaledo Art
AnasAbdin
Sade Olutola
titsay
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@theartofmadeline
Mike Driver
JBB: An Artblog!
Claire Keane
ojovivo
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
pixel skylines
will byers stan first human second
blake kathryn
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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@minimalbraindamage
Drugs don’t get you anywhere. Art doesn’t get you anywhere. Romantic love doesn’t get you anywhere. Contemplation and meditation and trying to purify your mind so that it can understand transcendental things—that gets you somewhere.
Jim Woodring, artist
A great book is always the inverse of another book that could only be written in the soul, with silence and blood.
Gilles Deleuze
Although the male, being ashamed of what he is and almost of everything he does, insists on privacy and secrecy in all aspects of his life, he has no real regard for privacy. Being empty, not being a complete, separate being, having no self to groove on and needing to be constantly in female company, he sees nothing at all wrong in intruding himself on any woman's thoughts, even a total stranger's, anywhere at any time, but rather feels indignant and insulted when put down for doing so, as well as confused -- he can't, for the life of him, understand why anyone would prefer so much as one minute of solitude to the company of any creep around. Wanting to become a woman, he strives to be constantly around females, which is the closest he can get to becoming one, so he created a `society' based upon the family -- a male-female could and their kids (the excuse for the family's existence), who live virtually on top of one another, unscrupulously violating the females' rights, privacy and sanity.
Valerie Solanas
Notes:
Herndon has a gift for selecting percussive, highly-listenable concrète and for the division of these signals into their constituent frequency ranges.
Minnesang is a pointillist matrix of pre-distopian sentiments which, set in a fog of ars nova chorals and viewed from a distance, define the contours of a fantasy plot.
Conan the Barbarian fighting a thirty-foot anaconda in the damp basement of the Chatsubo.
We hear the sounds of mechanical production, of being buried, of mechanical production being buried?
Everything I do travels through a tube. Inside those tubes are glass fibers. Inside those fibers is light. Encoded in that light is me.
The inverse of Sagan's starstuff human, of Fuller's firewood violently unwinding a century of sunshine.
I accept you can delete me for any or no reason.
Romantic, contractual. In 400 years, Terms and Conditions will be an interesting concept.
Herndon mixes the accessible and the academic; she's set up an info kiosk at the entrance of the musical fringe. I only wish her commentary on privacy were a little less morally toned.
Feels to me like adventure lies in a headlong passage into post-privacy.
Give me a cubic centimeter of your flesh and I could give you pain that would swallow you as the ocean swallows a grain of salt. And you would always be ripe for it, from before the time of your birth to the moment of your death, we are always in season for the embrace of pain. To experience pain requires no intelligence, no maturity, no wisdom, no slow working of the hormones in the moist midnight of our innards. We are always ripe for it. All life is ripe for it. Always.
Jesus Ignacio Aldapuerta
"Take this carefully; it seems to imply a theory that if every man and every woman did his and her will—the true will—there would be no clashing. 'Every man and every woman is a star,' and each star moves in an appointed path without interference. There is plenty of room for all; it is only disorder that creates confusion"
Photo by the consummate Christopher Campanile.
"People who are prone to anxiety are nearly always people-pleasers who fear conflict and negative feelings like anger. When you feel upset, you sweep your problems under the rug because you don't want to upset anyone. You do this so quickly and automatically that you're not even aware you're doing it." -David D. Burns
Sam Barlow gives us the “driving-James-Hurley-into-a-tree” Twin Peaks adventure game none of us knew we needed until right now. (via @mrsambarlow)
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“As political and personal cognizance of violence has become more relevant, shooters have become more realistic, more violent, and more popular.”
Kevin Nguyen on the ethical predicaments of Battlefield Hardline and the valorization of police violence.
