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C. Pearson
Cry Baby, 2012
36â x 36â
oil on canvas
Raoul de Keyser
Front 1992 Oil on canvas 65 x 48Â 1/2 inches (165.1 x 123.2Â cm)
An interior shot of the âMatisse Chapel.â Decoration by Henri Matisse, 1949-1951.Â
Cy Twombly:  Roman Notes  (1970)
âLanguage is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. The emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of discourse discreetly, indirectly focuses upon a single signified, which is âI desire you,â and releases, nourishes, ramifies it to the point of explosion (language experiences orgasm upon touching itself); on the other hand, I enwrap the other in my words, I caress, brush against, talk up this contact, I extend myself to make the commentary to which I submit the relation endure. â
Roland Barthes. Â A Loverâs Discourse: Fragments (via borgevino)
âLanguage is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. The emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of discourse discreetly, indirectly focuses upon a single signified, which is âI desire you,â and releases, nourishes, ramifies it to the point of explosion (language experiences orgasm upon touching itself); on the other hand, I enwrap the other in my words, I caress, brush against, talk up this contact, I extend myself to make the commentary to which I submit the relation endure. â
Roland Barthes. Â A Loverâs Discourse: Fragments (via borgevino)
Sue Tompkins
Untitled, 2012 Typewritten text on newsprint paper (Text: Yes or no)
It is difficult to get the news from poems yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there.
William Carlos Williams (via jonahrosenberg)
WCW âtil I die
(via jesuisperdu)
Is control the incentive for art making
i actually really love it when someone remembers small details and quirks about me or addresses me by my name at unexpected times like at the end of a sentence and i donât know why but i just really, really do.
âtetsu to kinu scarfâ by miya ando
Yas always yas
oh oh i had a dream last night and you were in it,
oh oh i feel so stupid when you are around,
oh oh i long for you i long for you i hate you,
oh oh i think iâll put a bullet in my head and iâll put a bullet up for you,
sâall the time Iâm wondering if I see you, and Iâll burn and burn it up...
Beneath the Above with Nothing in Between