Chen Chen
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Chen Chen
precious little things, rachel campbell
you're inside Monet paintings
The Luncheon, 1873
The Artist's Garden at Argenteuil, 1873
The Artist's Garden at Vetheuil, 1881
Luncheon on the Grass, 1866
Springtime, 1872
Women in the Garden, 1867
pain that comes with love.
I can hear the rain on the roof.
fucking OBSESSED
from Victoria Semykina’s “Old Azerbaijan” illustrations for Baku Magazine (2015-2016).
SKETCH DUMP ANNO 22’
A mixture of unfinished works and school doodles
Andrew Garfield on losing his mother, The Believer
Montserrat Gudiol (Spanish, 1933-2015)
If goddesses had locker room talk,
they wouldn’t say things like:
‘how many inches?’
‘was he good?’
I imagine Sita doesn’t talk about fancy beds
or sleeping on twigs during exile
as much as she talks about the
trauma of being abducted,
and Persephone says
'me too’
Panchali is in bed with Bheem
who still calls her sister-in-law
around his little brother Arjuna
when she wonders if her fate
can get any worse than
having five men share her
like meat bought from a market
her locker room talk
is never going to be about
'the younger one was better than
the older one’
or 'I liked the twins the most’
not when she has other things to say
like 'I was on the second day
of my period when
Dushasana dragged me by my hair into
the royal dicing hall and began
to strip me
because my husband staked me’
I wonder how every time there is a
fight for women’s rights
someone has to get offended
enough to say
'feminism these days is
such an overkill’
'poor men are being attacked
for just brushing past girls’
'he lost his reputation
because of that whore’
always asking 'why now when
this happened years ago’
and 'you should have
brought it up then and there’
let me explain to you how oppression works since your
privilege doesn’t teach you:
you can’t expect us to talk
about how you put your foot
in our mouth when you had
your foot IN OUR MOUTH
and now that you’re off putting
your foot in other women’s mouths
DAMN RIGHT WE ARE TALKING
so here’s a breakdown of
what it’s going to be:
it’s going to be a fucking overkill
it’s going to be more attacking
and less 'poor men’
it’s going to be 'you’re right, the whores are out’
and 'if you care about your
reputation so much
then be
a fucking
good man
for fuck’s sake’
it’s going to be everything you call it
'extreme’ and 'dramatic’ and 'too much screaming’
it’s going to be Panchali
making revenge vows
on the second day of her period
when Dushasana dragged her by
the hair into the royal
dicing hall to strip her
the very same Panchali who
in the end
instigated a war
and had him killed
and because angry women
don’t give a fuck about
flower crowns and
nice shampoo,
she washed
her hair
with his blood
and called it
purification.
Doors of Jaipur
"Rough sea" by Giovanni Allievi
the way ivan aivazovsky looks at the sea…i think…i think that’s what love looks like.
love is surrounding yourself with people who see you this clearly
Evgeny Petrovich Bitkin / "My Window" painting by Andrey Dareev, Russia, 2013 / Maxwell Doig / Hattie goes to Bed - Peter Brown Hon, 2017
David Bowie’s art at Daniel Blaise Thorens Fine Art Gallery, part 3.
Part 1.
Part 2.
Source.
An old Inca prophecy tells that one day the beasts will arm themselves and conquer the world, I think the time has come. Illustration by Lily Seika Jones.