a professional cynic

[jncos]

vengaboys haiku

We like to party.

We like, we like to party.

We like to party.

[webrelic]

Sarah Hinckley

[letterful]

“Writing is, rather, entering an immense cemetery where every tomb is waiting to be profaned. Writing is getting comfortable with everything that has already been written—great literature and commercial literature, if useful, the novel-essay and the screenplay—and in turn becoming, within the limits of one’s own dizzying, crowded individuality, something written. Writing is seizing everything that has already been written and gradually learning to spend that enormous fortune. (…) Thus in order to devote ourselves to literary work must we subscribe to the great scroll of writing? Yes. Writing inevitably has to reckon with other writing, and it’s from the terrain of the already written that the sentence might jump out that sets in motion a small admirable book or the great book that displays a trajectory and constructs a unique world of words, characters, and conflicts.”

— ELENA FERRANTE, from In the Margins: On the Pleasures of Reading and Writing, trans. Ann Goldstein.

[apesoformythoughts]

[heavensghost]

Words by Mary Oliver engraved in rock

[digitalhippocampus]

david hockney with his dachshunds stanley and boodgie

[fillianore-moved]

so metropolitan museum of art has a register of books they’ve published that are out of print and that you can download for free! they’re mostly books on art, archeology, architecture, fashion and history and i just think that’s super useful and interesting so i wanted to share! you can find all of the books available here!

[petaltexturedskies]

Oh, bedrooms were made to dream in! And you know one can dream so much better in a room where there are pretty things.

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

[funeral]

In today's state of hyperactivity, where boredom is not allowed to emerge, we never reach the state of deep mental relaxation. The information society is an age of heightened mental tension, because the essence of information is surprise and the stimulus it provides. The tsunami of information means that our perceptual apparatus is permanently stimulated. It can no longer enter into contemplation. The tsunami of information fragments our attention. It prevents the contemplative lingering that is essential to narrating and careful listening . . . In the process of digitalization, . . . information acquires an altogether different status. Reality itself takes on the form of information and data. For the most part, we perceive reality in terms of information or through the lens of information. Information is an idea—that is, a re-representation. When reality takes the form of information, the immediate experience of presence withers. When digitalization gives everything the form of information, reality is flattened.

Byung-Chul Han, The Crisis of Narration

[11-15-11]

Debbie Harry, 1982.

[januaryhoney]

Late Spring, Mary Oliver

[dailyrothko]

[dailyrothko]

Mark Rothko, Untitled (Navy and black), 1969

© Kate Rothko Prizel & Christopher Rothko / Artists Rights Society   

[dailyrothko]

“Because the Rothko estate was defrauded, for years my sister and I had no works to hang. This was the first painting I hung when the litigation was finally settled. Justice had been served and we had a new connection to our father. It always brings back that happy glow.” - Christopher Rothko on navy and black 1969

[pokemonlezbian]

Staying in my cave and I’ve been doing just fine

[utopians]

Oh shittttt I forgot this was my one wild and precious life

[thomasmartinnutt]

Jenny Holzer. Untitled, 1983

[beadyeyes]

Where's it made? Who brought it here? How much were they paid? Who makes it? Is it made in separate parts and put together? How much were they all paid to do this? Where do they get the materials? Who paid for that? Who brings it there? How much were they paid? Who streamlined the base materials? How much were they paid? Who gathered the base materials? Where? How much were they paid? Is it good for them? Is it good for us? Is it good for the land? Is it necessary? Is it biodegradable? How much does it hurt? Do I need it? Do I even want it?

[rostii]

Quilts by Susana Allen Hunter (1912-2005), Alabama