i think this is art! award


“ This actor is already much loved, but with this performance has achieved the status of the very best among us actors. And that’s why this year’s Evening Standard Natasha Richardson Best Actress Award goes to Billie Piper for Yerma. ”



I stumbled across these gorgeous miniature ‘sculptures of ancient Greek and Roman ruins, that retain all the aforementioned characteristics, despite being so much smaller in size.The British artist Micheal Simmonds, first prize winner of the Verona International Sculptor Symposium award in 1999 and possessing an education both in history of art and architectural stone carving, uses marble and stone to bring these perfect, tiny ruins to life, giving them a detailed, elaborate form, that seems however somehow to be growing naturally out of the raw material’. They reminded me a lot of my project and has got me thinking in terms of the scale of the objects i have been studying.

“This is my fifth nomination. I took all the pictures, went to the luncheon. But it's right on time...It's not everyday that Hollywood thinks of translating a play to screen. It doesn't scream moneymaker. But it does scream art. It does scream heart... Denzel, you know I'm a friend and a fan...thank you for saying, ‘trust me and remember the love.’ And to the original Troy, my father, Dan Davis...[he] had a fifth grade education, didn't know how to read until he was 15, but you know he had a story, and it deserved to be told, and August Wilson told it.

–Viola Davis accepting her award for Best Supporting Actress at the Golden Globes

This is the time of twenty one pilots.

This is a time where, for the first moment in many years, the world has stopped to think. It has stopped to consider that maybe, just maybe, these guys have something important to say. And it may come in the form of overplayed songs, or grammy awards, but the recognition is there. There is a brief window of time that we are living in, in which the road to not only fame, but extreme influence is opened.

And I hope, that when this era ends, there will remain a generation of people who found the beginning of purpose in creating what only they understand. I hope those who happened to live during this sliver in history will pass on these lyrics, and these words, whether directly or indirectly. Because the world is turning an ear to our direction.

This is an era. This is a movement. There is a day that we will look back and be able to say, “I was alive during that time. I saw the changing of hearts and minds of thousands of fans. I saw more creation being put into the world. I saw impact.”

Because of this band, the world is beginning to see the inside of the minds that belong to these teenagers. These people who were previously thought to never be understood.

And in another 50 years, there may be another band. But now is Twenty One Pilot’s time. Let’s celebrate that.

i dont think ill have the spoons this month to make a post for him, but for black history month: 

andrew foster was the first black person to graduate from gallaudet college (now university) and he was accepted with a full scholarship, and graduated with a bachelors in arts, then later earned 2 masters at 2 different colleges. 

he founded the christian mission for the deaf and went on to create over 40 deaf schools in africa, where when he first arrived to do so in 1957 there were only 12, spread throughout the entire continent. 

he has received many awards and recognitions, including an honorary doctorate, and a grant program in his name for black deaf gallaudet students. gallaudet called him “the father of deaf education in africa” and the national black deaf association presented gallaudet with a statue of him, which was the first time a black deaf person was ever honored

Colin Firth made this observation when presenting Tom Ford with WSJ Magazine’s annual Innovators Award:

When I met Tom, I was a bit too round and brown. Since then, I don’t dress the same, I don’t smell the same, I don’t think I act the same, and I don’t see film or art and architecture the same way I used to…”

this statement couldn’t be more true. the bromance between these two is perhaps the best thing that has ever happened to him.

[…] Mr. Trump quickly made it clear on Twitter, his social medium of choice, that Mr. Dixon and the “Hamilton” team had been “rude and insulting” and owed Mr. Pence an apology. At first, a part of me could see Mr. Trump’s point, or at least feel a shudder of embarrassed empathy for Mr. Pence. If someone were to single me out for a direct plea from the stage in a large theater, I would no doubt want to run home, dive into bed and bury myself under the covers. (Mr. Pence, speaking on “Fox News Sunday,” said he was not offended by Mr. Dixon’s words.)

Thinking more rationally, I believe it can also be argued that a great work of art — a distinction for which “Hamilton” easily qualifies — should be sufficient unto itself. Though Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Tony Award-laden show has been embraced as Broadway’s favorite feel-good musical of the moment, this portrait of a revolution is in itself revolutionary, with the provocation and defiance that such a characterization suggests.

“Hamilton” makes a sustained and vibrant case for the virtues of an American melting pot. This is as true of its form (which melds rap and hip-hop into the classic book musical) and its casting (which uses black and Latino men and women to portray the white founders of the United States) as of its content. (Don’t forget, this is a show in which the title character, Alexander Hamilton, and the Marquis de Lafayette exult on the battlefield: “Immigrants, we get the job done.”)

The very presence of Mr. Pence — whose views on immigration, like those of Mr. Trump, are anything but celebratory — at this particular show (one previously embraced by the Obamas and Clintons) would seem to signal that an unspoken debate was going on that night. In that case, wasn’t Mr. Dixon belaboring the obvious in delivering the statement prepared by him and his associates (including Mr. Miranda)? Was what he said a condescending equivalent of supertitles for the inferentially challenged?

Any inclinations I might have had to think that way evaporated in the face of the succeeding barrage of Mr. Trump’s tweets (which were still continuing on Sunday morning). They underscored for me just how much we are living in a world that demands overstatement, in which italicized capital letters are required to highlight sentiments that might otherwise go ignored.

Woe unto those who believe that the meanings between the lines will be widely read. Much of the success of Mr. Trump’s presidential campaign had to do with his awareness of that reality of contemporary communication.

In delivering his plea to Mr. Pence, Mr. Dixon wasn’t just emphasizing that a play is more than a self-contained work of art, that it’s a cry of thought and feeling pitched to an audience, a city, a nation, a world. He was also addressing Mr. Trump (through Mr. Pence) on his own blunt terms, albeit in a more eloquent (and, yes, polite) style. He was meeting directness with directness, carefully spelling out what his show had to say.

If the recent past is anything to go by, it is fair to assume that Mr. Trump will encounter more direct salvos from theater artists once he assumes the presidency. Lyndon B. Johnson, Richard M. Nixon, George W. Bush (Remember Will Ferrell in “You’re Welcome America”?) and Barack Obama have all been the subjects of theater satires while in office. Those portraying Johnson and Nixon — created in a time when the nation was as contentiously divided as it is now, the 1960s and early ’70s — were especially savage in their attacks.

So will the political theater of the future prove a match for all the president’s thumbs? In any case, disagreement and dissent should energize art, not paralyze it, and provoke responses to match. I look forward (though perhaps with a wince) to whatever Mr. Trump has to say about whatever is said about him on this country’s stages. The main thing is that the conversation — all sides of it — be allowed to continue.

In honour of his first major award win, I made a pretty wall :) No matter what anyone may think, he deserved it.

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Tfw you’re watching a video and you see Jungkook looking vaguely in Jimin’s direction and you think ‘haha, I bet he’s looking at Jimin’ but you can’t prove it because he’s not in the shot and then you watch another video and he’s staring directly at him and you just think, ‘oh’


So tonight was the Mixed Martial Arts awards. Haha, no. It was the Melon Music Awards but seriously, whenever I see MMA, I just think caged fighting. Not that the actual awards show was that much different and I know for a fact that there is definitely fighting going on somewhere but let’s be positive (for a moment). 

1. EXO won many things. Brand New Information. I’m suspicious that they might have stock shares in turtlenecks though. Particularly in shades of brown and sienna. Dear SM Stylists, it’s 2016. Come join me in these modern times where actual shirts exist for men. 

2. BTS. You know what’s really funny? Last year BTS lost the Best Dance Performance award to Shinee then came out with that iconic lightshow choreo for ‘I Need U’ that people still remember. This year they lost to EXO then came out with a literally incendiary performance of ‘Fire’ with that one move that never fails to blow minds. The best way to get back at something is to just get better and they’re always proving that. Black oceans are immature, petty and don’t mean shit when when you’ve just won Album Of The Year. 

3. IKON. It was a mess but they looked like they were having so much fun. It was so great to see them again because you know, I’m not Japanese and I don’t have that kind of access. Haha. I will never not enjoy Bobby. Ever. He’s like best kind of trainwreck. 

4. BeWhy was great! I was so surprised to see him but so happy he got a stage and some more attention. Seeing him makes me wonder why Jay Park and his AOMG crew are always so ignored at these award shows. It’s quite peculiar. 

5. Zico. I always hope someone performs with a live band and god bless, he did. He is such a good performer and it was such a refreshing change from all the pop dancing the preceded it. I’m so glad he got proper recognition at the MMAs this year, he truly deserves it.

6. Okay Real Talk. I don’t think ‘Worldwide #1 Artist’ was a very accurate thing to put for EXO during that video intro of theirs. I’m just saying. Facts are being ignored here. I’d be more inclined to agree if they had said ‘Asia’s #1 Artist’ but Worldwide? Not for 2016. Receipts? I have 37. 

7. Hanbin won Life. When he walked out I was like, “Shit, that hot dude looks like a grown-up Hanbin.” And it was actually him. In all black. And wearing earrings. I will never be over this. I already know. I’m, what the millennials would say, completely shook. 

8. Bring on the MAMAs. And maybe give me an IKON arrival this time. Thank You God and all your Friends. 

I feel insecure a lot of the time, and feeling like I could deserve anything like this requires a little bit of mental gymnastics for me. But then I was thinking about the films and the art and the shows that I’ve seen this year, many of which were by the people in this room, and to get to be even a part — even a tiny, tiny part — of a group of people that cares about reflecting society and bringing people joy and making them laugh and giving people hope … We’re in a tricky time in the world and our country and things are very inexcusable and scary and need action and I’m so grateful to be part of a group of people that cares and wants to reflect things back to society.
—  Emma Stone while accepting her 2017 SAG Award

About YoI and it’s fandom:
First of all, I don’t think YoI deserves the awards it got. Sure, it was an okay anime, but personally, I couldn’t get into it, nor did I enjoy it way too much. It was overhyped, the fandom praised it so much, overanalyzed every single trivial thing and I guess that all in all killed my hype.
It isn’t really revolutional nor it has some superb art style(except the overlydramatic Viktuuri cut-ins), the whole anime revolved over Viktor and Yuuri so the other characters felt like a filler.
About the characterisation; I only liked the Russian Yuri, because he was somewhat realistic. The other characters just weren’t develeoped enough.
About the ‘healthy relationship of Viktor and Yuuri’: It isn’t your typical healthy relationship, it’s the tumblr healthy relationship, I really don’t understand what’s healthy about mutual obssession and dependency?
Also, refering Mitsuo Kubo as a ‘goddess’ ‘revolutionary’ is kinda off. She did nothing 'new’ or ~revolutionary~ to be honest, neither YoI is a ~amazing and great~ sports anime. Personally, HQ was more enjoyable.
I never used to blacklist anything, but I really had to blacklist YoI/Viktuuri/Viktor and Yuuri/ because my whole dash was full with them and they aren’t my sphere of interest.
This is my opinion reffering to the anime awards, Yuri on Ice may be one of the better animes(in the best case), but it sure didn’t deserve some of these awards. I’ll lose prolly a bunch of followers for this but I had to say this, if you don’t like it, just ignore it or something similiar.

When I think of “Edgeworth helping Phoenix studying to get his badge back”, of course it’s really sweet, but I think it can also turn very angsty.

Just hear me out.

For Phoenix, Edgeworth was always a genius. He was so smart as a child, he won awards for all kinds of things, like speech contests, essays, playing flute, golf tournaments. Then he became a prosecutor at an early age and kept winning all his cases. He was fluent at five languages in his mid-twenties, studying international law, and solving international cases with Interpol.

Phoenix always admired Edgeworth for being so talented. This was not a bad thing when they were both lawyers. But after spending seven years as a hobo, losing his pride and wallowing in self-pity, now he felt downright inferior to his perfect friend. Edgeworth was a successful international lawyer and the new Chief Prosecutor, while Phoenix was still playing poker with criminals. He felt like a useless trash compared to this man who used to be his “rival.”

But Phoenix didn’t know that Edgeworth thought of him as a genius too. Edgeworth saw him taking totally hopeless cases with very little time to prepare for it. But somehow he pulled a miracle and discovered the truth every time in the end. Phoenix defeated Edgeworth and both generations of Von Karma, broke the perfect records of all three of them, when he was still only a rookie lawyer. Christ, now THAT should be called the real genius.

Just like Franziska who confessed “I am no genius” in JFA, Edgeworth never actually thought of himself as a genius. Even though he achieved many things in his early age, that’s because he always tried ten times harder than other people under the strict education of Manfred. No, the true genius was Phoenix, not him. Edgeworth thought it was the greatest tragedy that Phoenix didn’t have a chance to practice his God-given talent in court for seven years.

So when Phoenix finally decided to take the Bar again to get his badge back, Edgeworth was thrilled and offered to help his study.

It didn’t go well.

Thanks to Manfred, Edgeworth was quite used to study like crazy every day since childhood. What Miles Edgeworth considered “normal” amount of study was certainly NOT normal in ordinary people’s view. It really didn’t help that Phoenix spent last seven years as a piano-playing-hobo-daddy so didn’t have any habit for sitting at a desk and studying. So when Edgeworth gave Phoenix his first assignments and told him to finish them in a week, he thought it was a bad joke. When it turned out to be real he was shocked and confused. What does Edgeworth expect from me? He must know that I really can’t do this! Is he trying to make fun of me? Torture me? Show off that he can write all of these papers so easily while I can’t?

Phoenix actually tried, but he couldn’t possibly follow the amount of study Edgeworth “normally” expected from him. Edgeworth couldn’t understand. In his point of view, he was going actually SLOW, being extremely generous compared to what Manfred expected from Franziska when she was like nine years old. He was perplexed how could Phoenix be always slacking off when Bar Exam was only few months left. How can Wright be so relaxing and carefree? Is he even worried about his exam like I do for him? Does he think that he can pass without studying? Well, he actually DID won his case without remembering anything thanks to amnesia. Talk about genius…

Then one day, Phoenix didn’t finish his work again, and when Edgeworth visited the Agency to check, he saw Phoenix playing magic tricks with Trucy instead of studying. Edgeworth calmly told Trucy to go outside and help Apollo with his case. As soon as Trucy slowly shut the door from outside, BOTH Phoenix and Edgeworth finally exploded and started yelling at each other. You are too lazy, you are a stuck-up jerk, you are the one who’s taking the exam but you’re not caring about it, who said I don’t care about it? They yelled about many things, including all those mistakes they made and the moments they hurt each other, for last seven years and before. They screamed in unison “Sorry, I’m not a genius like you!” and then “WAIT WHAT?”

So it turned out that they need a lot of talk. When Trucy finally came back, she saw her daddy and Uncle Edgeworth were busy sobbing into each other’s shoulders while blabbering some apologies about the things she couldn’t understand. She thought it would be best not to interrupt them.

After that day, Edgeworth let Phoenix study on his own. He decided that he could trust Phoenix to take his study seriously in his own unique way. Phoenix sent the result of his study to Edgeworth every week, to show that he is actually trying, that he haven’t forgotten his “special request” to put an end to the Dark Age Of Law together as lawyers.

They still thought of each other as geniuses.

And they believed that two genius lawyers could change the history together.

sophiabush: Sometimes you need a break from the constant breaking news dumpster fires. I took one on Sunday for the SAG Awards. And I got to spend the evening celebrating performances in film and television that made people think, laugh, cry, and ponder life. I also had the pleasure of playing dress up, wearing this insanely beautiful dress. Someone at work the next day said to me, “I love that your dress was the color of the Women’s March hats!” And it made me giggle. Yes it was. I hadn’t even realized it. There is resistance, even in finding out joy. There are social messages, that change hearts and open minds, in art. Found in both stories and in fashion. Sometimes a night off refuels you for your mission. And sometimes, even in borrowed couture, you keep the protest flame a-burnin’ 🔥✊🏼🔥

Thank you to @ecduzit@marchesafashion @jacobandco@patrickta @chadwoodhair for putting me together. Thank you to the @sagawards for having me as a guest and a presenter. And thank you to the artists who remind us to keep fighting, behind films like #Moonlight, #HiddenFigures, #LalaLand, #Lion, and #Jackie, and shows like #OITNB, #Westworld, #StrangerThings, #Blackish, #JaneTheVirgin, #ThisIsUs and so many more. Keep telling stories that unite us. Your art matters.

★ good morning

rotoscope animation (gif) by the ever stellar @froschkuss, drabble by @elfrooted. thank you, chacha, for being you, the sweetest friend and kindest soul, as well as one hell of a hard-working and amazing artist. you have my eternal gratitude and admiration ♥

cullen’s arm, limp from the quietude of dreams undisturbed, tightens around him before either of them dare to crack their eyes open. alistair’s hand feels warm over his, fingers laced loose against his stomach, and he leans back, secured in his embrace, legs intertwined as thumbs and knuckles flutter in caresses unhurried. there’s a sound between them, a note of longing, i’ve missed you, and alistair smiles and cullen’s lips touch his cheek and he sighs, a chuckle that swells with the rise of his chest. it’s crowded, full, hearts pounding in gentle devotion, and alistair cranes his neck for him, the tender stretch of his mouth brushing against his own. good morning, and cullen hums and alistair beams, noses nuzzling, seeking, bodies molded and wrapped in languid urgency, lazy, senses stirred awake.

good morning.

and with him by his side, the same tremor in his breath, the same ease in his arms, open for him, willing, welcoming… he could never imagine a better way to start his day.