19 August 2011 02:14 / outrageous

'Writing about music is like dancing about architecture. My girlfriend got a nosebleed and had to leave.'
-Jared Robert Baxter

 

14 August 2011 11:54 / on my knees

'there is this place
it is in the bowels of hell basically
instead just go to the starbucks across the street.'

-
on art school

 

14 July 2011 06:04 / bastille day

A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.


1949 Funeral Rites

 

23 May 2011 00:16 / sexy zachary german

1
i will make significantly more than one half of our decisions

i will use only body language that i know you will never pick up on


2
[fucking.. cucumber]
[beer i didn't even want..]
[to play pinball]
(think someone else paid for part of my share or something)
'bodega'
'bodega'
'bodega'
'bodega'
'late night stars'

 

11 May 2011 02:39 / he knows so much about these things

'It was not till they had examined the rings that they recognized who it was.'

-
final line
The Picture of Dorian Gray

 

05 May 2011 00:44 / just another act of worship

fuck you fuck you
you never remember
it's not my thing that i said to you
i have too much stuff
just let me get my stuff and i'll move on ok
sure that'll be fine i understand
hi
hey i'm back

it's really windy
my daddy got a helicopter dropped baggage
nothing that i have and don't care about daddy
fuck you i'm discovering more days of my life

i know it's kind of silly
but i've got some things i'd like to talk about with each other
hey why don't you come hang around with us today
hey i've got a thing with you with each other now
i like it bye

in the beginning don't make any international calls
i'm ready to flip this look
who's buying?
capitulation is sexy when you land on the right vibration
who the fuck are you talking to asshole
oh fuck once i have a monopoly i'm gonna rebrand him
oh fuck i forgot i had an appointment
a meditation appointment
we gotta go tame ourselves in energy drink
my diet is a hate singer-songwriter
why don't you write a song about it
i'm not so sure that's not my thing, you know?
i'm really into sexy music
you know the kind that's cute
i know where we can go to get really cute

the next time you see me i'll be able to play every instrument in the world
just fucking write me a system
times are so misleading
throw your globe out the window
i'm gonna go wash off this picket fence and fuck up a tanning bed
i'm just thinking same page a day late
you know, of course you know
global village
whatever you think
i'm over leadership
let's go buy some equality and have fun as a friend group

i mean i'm just saying
i got one love for all people
don't worry about a thing
and i am proud of you

we is also so like us
number 1 of 1
yeah stupid great grandmother
when the time comes you won't be able to understand the battlefield
i can't wait until they invent concept camo
we're so social now
i want that work friend

i've been a ceo since birth
i'm looking for a group dynamic and possibly pre
what rumor? let me cash it in
i love tinted windows
i want you to look at me
motherfuckers where's my betrayal
consolidate not putting out
it's a free event
are you trying to say something about my sketch?
really maybe it's your father
i'm sorry i didn't mean that
you're being predicted
i grew up in a world where narration is the devil
i don't want to be involved with being narrated ever
i'm just kissing in 1st person
yeah what the fuck is up with fathers
totally betrayal dad
ew
add some gift
a million of these is and it is my birthday
when i look at you i'm like damn
who wants credentials for a benefit
benefits can be mutually beneficial
it's free too just have it

oh i didn't know you were pointing at me
i'm right here
that's not you
you need to go heat your canadian koreas cos i am never coming to visit you
no way would my people go for that
then you need to go make some new people

this is france
you've never been to france? i'm the real france
well i just hope you know
hello i am getting involved in your idea
so i just hope that you don't mind being a slight step
your group 4 groups ad
i'll introduce her
it would be really great
yeah i'll do that for you
the function of the working class is just a job hunt worth beaching until castles made of sand
can be proud of their sandiness

you know what would be really romantic
was that your idea
why are people so afraid of community branding
so if you can understand this and be totally into the audience side of the podium
then i have 1 phrase for you
'with no words'

guys i forgot something
should i get lower
you look like me
oh my god we're global
we are you by the way i hate that bitch
you can't watch this is my apprentice
now everybody look over here you gotta do something for me
i want you all to sit on that side
now cut his hair
someone's calling me i'm gonna be talking

so cute
i wanna know when i'm more of you
do you have any friends?
don't look at me like you don't
no i know you know
you're very yeah
the van is double booked

when i get inspired i just get inspired and now i'm inspired
you are so desperate you will hire a translator for everything
but transparently it's just not working
don't just cut it, cut it for real
stylize your older brother
remember? joined the military
climax center behind my back
the one that i designed
i really like comfort
i mean shouldn't sisters share
just because i'm post doesn't mean i want what he wants
i surely am not going anywhere he goes
and i wish him happy well in everything that he plays
but i want a starting point
i just want to help people travel

i mean fine
happy birthday
but it's the last one
soon my name is just gonna be an underline
it's gonna be ridiculous

oh my god so sexy
isn't that box just so
yeah i'm really hungry now
i'll go somewhere
you know, like where you're going
i'm not so that i can use my other senses to own a cab
ok i'm basically enabled

driver
why would i do this to you
back up please
no it was separate
i'm currently looking for a lot of cellmates
i mean soulmates
shut up i'm testing you
i'm unable to do anything real or fake
because reality isn't here yet right
i mean that's what you're saying
i'm a stepping stone
i've accepted it have you
this is it, and then the next time

i'm a 2 part section it's just true
i think i'm gonna be someone with a bat
so what wave is sponsoring the current surf
everything we know is almost over
words have a lot of work to do
i just beat up all my boyfriends
light me on fire with a laugh track
you seem really uninterested
she thinks we like her
but my life is full of like her!!
yeah i'm going to architecture school
basically i just see home
is this a 3d soccer station?
well i had an exact replica made of his bedroom
this is called stalking
no it's called balance
people want their own
when i move he moves just like this

i'm thinking of trading the same places
you are such a silent age
did you forfeit
i'm your most loyal assistant
yeah it would be really natural okay
that was a really good reflection
i was just putting some eyeliner on
i'm just filling out all my options
these things are really tan
i fucking collect tan things so be careful
i'll container you
why are you so upset you've never even used it
you gave it to me when i was lost
i never put anything in it because i thought it was a potential anything
if you look the same why don't you share it
just show me the preset
i'm trying to say it
i can say it
yeah
he said it
i suggest since
when 1 and 2 equal 1
i ignore it
i look the other way
opportunity

-
abridged hearable script for p.opular s.ky (section ish) by the future's sexiest and most talented alien robot video artist aka ryan trecartin
xxox

 

27 April 2011 01:49 / banksy was born sexy

Any advertisement in public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It belongs to you. It's yours to take, rearrange, and reuse. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.

 

06 April 2011 10:40 / anyway do you want to hear our story or not

1990 by kevin cummins

 

16 March 2011 13:37 / sexy tao lin

p 34
'I don't want to go to jail,' he thought. 'But I don't want to do a lot of things. My life doesn't matter.'

p 41
He said whenever he saw more than two things together he immediately thought 'Look at that pile of crap.'

-
'Richard Yates' 2010

 

19 February 2011 00:13 / geographer

Zack, hey. Well, from my perspective, you got some good writing done, and those business school guys talked shop, and you're an artist, and they're willing cogs in the corporate machine or whatever, and they'll get fat and financially comfortable and spend their lives as stressed out details in the office portion of life, and you'll make a completely unique mark upon the world and have really interesting friends and an unpredictable, relatively free floating life wherein you'll be rewarded for being exactly who you are, and so you win, hands down.


-
Dennis Cooper 2011

 

25 January 2011 23:18 / mine for a long time

My heart is in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand is in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.

-
p 8, The Thief's Journal

 

20 September 2010 23:59 / onto the next one

The fact is, in many ways, I hadn't planned to make it to this age. I think of my past as if it were some exquisite antique knife. You can use it to defend yourself or slit your own throat. But you can't just keep it mounted on some wall. I can no longer allow the past, however, to interpret my future. Not dying young can be a dilemma.

Such notions, I see now, are an indulgence. I inhabit a different body now. Each day, it seems, another self wakes up and heats the coffee. I can distinguish, even gauge, the passage from a disturbed youth to a disturbed adult by the subtle aggressiveness in my anxiety..

So, having lived, it seems only proper to begin keeping track again, to record the flux of each self, and weigh the shifting landscape of the city. I've given much of myself to feed its insatiable, tick-ridden underbelly, and I expect the use of its character, without threats or intimidation, in return. If you haven't died by an age thought predetermined by the timing of your abuses and excesses, then what else is left but to begin another diary?


-
p 2, Forced Entries: the Downtown Diaries
r i p james dennis carroll, 1 august 1949 - 11 september 2009

 

17 December 2006 22:37 / mirror_mirror

Time Magazine's Person of the Year is you.

let's not get this confused with 'it is everyone'. you personally; you specifically.

infinite loop: there's still time -->

 

06 November 2006 22:58 / but none of them sing about art dealers after they're gone

Yves Arman:
'Even when you die, if it's early in the morning, the birds are singing.'

 

03 November 2006 12:18 / sez it

Tosh Bergman on the Eiffel Tower:
'It read to me as not a tower of the future, but the 19th Century saying goodbye to its past.'

 

24 October 2006 21:18 / But then


You Fucking Love It


--
wanted to do another one with words on it

 

22 October 2006 16:03 / right back atcha


t.r.e.c.k.o.

 

22 October 2006 06:18 / 'kill lies all'


Guernica by Pablo Picasso, 1937
tagged 'kill lies all' by Tony Shafrazi, 1974

 

12 October 2006 12:08 / oh maybe maybe

Sexual restraint at the state of the art

--
The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.

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

 

06 October 2006 10:41 / Liar liar

God. Heroes you acquire at age twelve are easy to forget.

Not true. That's bullshit.

I don't know why I forgot about Keith Haring, the art darling who slips between Matthew Barney and Andy Warhol, a bigger and truer prophet than either. This past week, I reread his diaries and official biography for the first time since 1995. Why can't I be like that? Well of course I can. Why aren't I like that already? Girl? Gah.

From Keith Haring's diaries:
'You don't know me.
You never will.'

Ha. He wishes? But he doesn't wish that at all. What a queer thing to say. Something There, Something There, Something Here...

And:
'I don't care if I don't paint on it.'

Swoon.

Smart:
'The medium is a tool of the message.
The medium is not the message.
The message is the message.'

Killer K. Can you believe his best friend Kermit grew up to make _frames_? Jesus fucking christ.

 

03 October 2006 14:03 / precise

George Condo on 'what is inside a Keith Haring painting':
'that suspense'.


 

02 October 2006 14:49 / I said yum SALT

Yeah, I'm still reading Love Is Colder Than Death. I'm a very slow reader actually.

pp. 119-120:
--
[Kurt Raab] would clean up, but that was only one of his jobs [at Fassbinder's house]. With Rainer dead and buried, Kurt would recollect those days and speak to him "directly" in this voice:

So now I'm your private secretary. And if there's nothing to do, you'll think of something to keep me busy. The telephone rings. You don't answer anymore. That's beneath you. Mostly, you lie in bed, getting up only when it's dark.... I'm left to invent the excuses and the lies. I'm also your nurse. Not only do I have to cook, and serve you in bed, I must also look after you like a child, to make sure nothing bad happens to you. All night long you've taken cocaine and now it's four o'clock in the morning and you want to sleep. But you're too stimulated, so you have to take three Mandrax pills to calm you down. Then you remember you have to call Ingrid in Paris, to argue with her, so you take two more lines of coke and you're more awake than ever. More Mandrax. Suddenly the telephone receiver falls out of your hand and you collapse to the floor. My God, I think, now it's over. He's had a heart attack. I bend over you and listen to your chest. You're still breathing. You start to snore, so I drag you to bed and try to go to sleep myself. A little later, I find you in the bathroom sleeping very peacefully beside the toilet. I bring you back to bed again. You keep me going day and night.

Rainer's relationship with Armin was rapidly deteriorating, too, and both Kurt and Armin were finding themselves more and more frequently locked out of the apartment and searching for places to sleep, sometimes for a week at a time.

In March, Rainer shot his version of Clare Boothe's 1973 play The Women, which he called Women in New York. It was filmed in seven days just as he had staged it in Hamburg some months back, his final work in the theater. There were forty actresses and no men in the piece, and when released it was hailed as brilliant by some of his critics and as antiwomen by others.

During the staging of Women in New York in Hamburg, Irm had gotten pregnant. As she's said, she always used contraceptives with Rainer, and whether he knew it or not, whenever her period was late, he would fill up with childlike delight, says Irm, "thinking at last it's happened." Their sexual relationship, however, left much to be desired, at least as far as Irm was concerned, and copulation between them was sometimes unnatural, if Rainer's indiscreet confidences are to be believed: there had been vegetable and mineral phallic substitutes. So it was not surprising that when conception finally took place, Rainer was somewhere else.
--

I mean huh? It's one of the only places the book declines to give details. 'Vegetable and mineral substitutes'? I can't tell whether the author is trying to render, like, basically dildos extremely exotic, or whether he's being vague about something actually really bizarre, out of some impulse towards politeness that doesn't seem to exist elsewhere in the book.

 

27 September 2006 22:35 / perfect

Raymond Radiguet:
'All great poets have written by seventeen. The greatest are the ones who manage to make us forget it.'

 

12 September 2006 20:58 / oh baby baby

Sexual jealousy at the state of the art

Want

 

22 July 2006 13:33 / Barcelonely 2006

At True to You:

I am writing this in the city of Barcelona where, many years ago, I discovered the American writer James Baldwin sitting alone and somewhat lost in the darkened lobby of one of the city's oldest hotels. Surprised at being inches away from such a great man, I froze in sheepish clumsiness, circled him eleven times, before I realized that he could not possibly have any interest in being approached by someone who had spent all 25 years of their life locked in an attic because too awful to look at. So, I did nothing, walked on, and shortly thereafter he was dead. Yet another lesson.

 

28 May 2006 21:04 / Remorse

p. 32 (collection: Blood Lake by Jim Krusoe, Boaz 1997)

'If there ever was a choice, it was not ours, but our parents', and by the time we realized that we might do things differently it was already far too late.'

 

25 March 2006 11:10 / The Thief's Journal

p. 22 'This means that treachery is beautiful if it makes us sing.'

 

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