'there is this place
it is in the bowels of hell basically
instead just go to the starbucks across the street.'
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on art school
 
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14 August 2011 11:54 / on my knees'there is this place -   |
22 May 2011 00:41 / personal best |
16 May 2011 00:55 / thank you |
08 April 2011 13:15 / oh god oh god oh godryan trecartin ryan trecartin ryan trecartin ryan trecartin ryan trecartin ryan trecartin ryan trecartin ryan trecartin   |
25 February 2011 00:29 / the sound of something else |
12 February 2011 05:16 / st malcolm |
27 January 2011 23:59 / u win gold medals 4 when ur w me |
06 October 2010 23:59 / until im the perfect person for you but i think thats silly |
26 September 2010 23:59 / fuck |
08 July 2010 03:04 / between big things
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31 January 2010 00:03 / how it starts
2006   |
24 January 2010 22:56 / i <3 Saam Farahmand
Saam brought the same kind of gravity to the playful tune Hustler by SMD- an intense sense of place and time, capital-S Sexuality, a queering of everything in the truest sense. Study After Cruel Intentions is extremely similar to Hustler, as both evoke a secret energy between women that is recognisable+real. in Hustler, it is colorful / youthful / jokey, but it is also ominous. in Study After Cruel Intentions, it has grown up / grey / into horror. dude has also made a bunch of videos for Klaxons and one for Janet Jackson and even does commercials. i think he has also won some awards and stuff. however he does not have a wikipedia page. watch Study After Cruel Intentions [enable fullscreen] to the sidebar as soon as i get round to fixing the formatting-   |
27 October 2006 16:30 / like i keep telling you: art is only good for the dead |
12 October 2006 12:08 / oh maybe maybeSexual restraint at the state of the art -- The highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of autobiography. Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all. The nineteenth century dislike of realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in the glass. The nineteenth century dislike of romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in the glass. The moral life of man forms part of the subject-matter of the artist, but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium. No artist desires to prove anything. Even things that are true cannot be proved. No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style. No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything. Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art. Vice and virtue are to the artist materials for an art. From the point of view of form, the type of all the arts is the art of the musician. From the point of view of feeling, the actor's craft is the type. All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface, do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol, do so at their peril. It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors. Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital. When critics disagree, the artist is in accord with himself. We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless. it was for me as it was for many: Oscar Wilde was the first sloganeerist to catch my attention and throat my heart. this is the introduction to The Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891, my favorite work of 'art criticism'. infinite loop --> oh baby baby   |
02 October 2006 08:50 / Robert and Patti in a kitchen
Robert Mapplethorpe and Patti Smith   |
29 August 2006 21:51 / Time to fashion a new crownMatthew Barney: holy fucking christ. hello Captain Rockstar.   |
25 July 2006 20:47 / kraftythe one on the right in the top one, and on the floor in the bottom one, sent me two of the most amazing letters, once, before he got famous. just look at him; imagine what getting a letter from him must be like; you don't know half of it.
Virginia Puff-Paint by Jeremy Laing, 2004 Jeremy Laing and Will Munro, shot by Bruce LaBruce   |
above are the entries filed under 'hero worship'.all other entries are in the directory. some questions are answered at return the ring. |
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