A.F. Vandevorst installation for Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011
“A girl sleeping in a hospital bed in her A.F. Vandevorst dress. But here, the girl as well as the mattress and pillow are made out of candle wax. Once lit, what starts as a perfect image will slowly melt and perish during the biennale.”
Art by Kelsey Landsgaard
when it hurts (listen here)
We are energies that stir in the shaker of feeling, meat that loves and screams looking for balance… ¡ In the universe !
We are a suspended mystery levitating in an immense cosmos, high doses, unleashed delirium … longing for its channel, ¡ In another body!
And although, we do not know the goal, we are beats of existence… and blood running through the veins until making love… and deep violence !!
We are a broken chess board playing a game to the destiny, strategy, drowned in mold … of an inheritance, Of unreason and folly!
We are a hundred thousand stars scattered composing, “a poem in heaven”, for the future hermits to read and show it to him … those who were not yet born.
And yet we are light and abyss fused, in the soul of the species, a lying mirror, “made lyricism” applying makeup… hidden from our luck.
- Ousía Poética (cc)
Somos energías que se agitan en la coctelera del sentimiento, carne, que se ama y que grita buscando equilibrio… ¡ en el universo !
Somos un misterio suspendido levitando en un cosmos inmenso, altas dosis, de desatado delirio… ansiando su cauce, ¡ en otro cuerpo !
Y aunque, desconocemos la meta, somos latidos de la existencia… y sangre que corre por las venas hasta hacerse amor… y honda violencia !!
Somos un tablero de ajedrez roto jugándole una partida al destino, estrategia, ahogada en el moho… de una herencia, ¡ de sinrazón y desatino !
Somos cien mil estrellas esparcidas componiendo, “un poema en el cielo”, para que lo lean, los futuros eremitas y se lo muestren… a los que aún no nacieron.
Y sin embargo, luz somos y abismo fusionados, en el alma de la especie, un espejo mentiroso, “hecho lirismo” maquillando el sentir… oculto de nuestra suerte.
-Ousía Poetica (cc)
Draw the planets of the solar system in a snowglobe!
SI piece
mona lisa: what makes you feel most beautiful?
starry night: what is your favorite constellation?
the scream: do you have an unusual fear?
birth of venus: do you have a favorite myth? if so, what is it?
pieta: who is the most important person in your life?
las meninas: describe your ideal day
girl with a pearl earring: what is your favorite form of expression?
david: do you think beauty is defined, or a matter of opinion?
the kiss: what is one thing in life that you love?
the creation of adam: what is your first memory?
american gothic: what career do you want to have in the future?
guernica: tell a story - any story you like
nighthawks: where do you spend most of your time, outside of school/work and home?
the son of man: what is one aspect of your personality that you would say defines you?
the thinker: when do you most often find yourself lost in thought?
lavender mist: where do you find joy in life?
water lily pond: do you enjoy nature? if so, why? if not, why not?
the persistence of memory: what is the most vivid dream that you can recall?
school of athens: do you know any unusual facts?
winged victory: what is your greatest achievement?
unknown
“violet,
something’s changed in you
toward me.
you’re distant; cold.
and i dont know what i’ve done.
but
i’ll leave you alone from now on
if that’s what you want.
is that what you want?
you know why i’d leave you alone?
because i care about your feelings
more than mine.
i love you.
there, i said it.
not just on some chalkboard.
i would never let anybody
or anything
hurt you.
i’ve never felt that way about anyone.”
this is the most depressing thing i’ve read
what i picture daisy & tom buchanan’s house looks like
““hold me but safe again within the bond of one immortal look. all woe that was; forgotten. all terror that may be; defied.””
— euridicy to orpheus
im in the mood to shut everyone out and move away and start over somewhere far and beautiful — like oregon — and dream true things and not cry to sleep and be happy.
yes, that’s it. im in the mood to be happy.
mona hermosa
love.
love will keep us together.
think of me, babe, whenever
some sweet talkin’ girl comes along
singin’ a song.
dont mess around,
you’ve just got to be strong,
just stop,
‘cause i really love you.
stop, i’ll be thinkin’ of you.
look in my heart and let love
keep us together.
— captain & tennille
stardust
man roger taylor…….that crazy son of a bitch just really wanted to fuck his car……
“im in love with my car”
Bohemian Rhapsody (2018)
masterpiece
