i don't understand when people say that andy warhol was a hack, that his work was meaningless. that's the idea, i thought. confronting the world with the lack of meaning, the purposelessness inherent in life itself, just its utter emptiness. you can look into marilyn's eyes but her gaze is unfocused and vague, a sort of thousand yard stare that goes on forever into complete nothingness. it's just the surface laid bare with nothing underneath. because that's what life is, isn't it? i think it's beautiful.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
a deeply superficial person
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Labels: andy warhol, art, existentialism, marilyn monroe, people i love
Sunday, August 1, 2010
lost in space
“everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. the best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.” - daniel handler
"choking with dry tears and raging, raging, raging at the absolute indifference of nature and the world to the death of love, the death of hope and the death of beauty, i remember sitting on the end of my bed, collecting these pills and capsules together and wondering why, why when i felt i had so much to offer, so much love, such outpourings of love and energy to spend on the world, i was incapable of being offered love, giving it or summoning the energy with which i knew i could transform myself and everything around me." - stephen fry
"i'm the girl who is lost in space, the girl who is disappearing always, forever fading away and receding farther and farther into the background. just like the cheshire cat, someday i will suddenly leave, but the artificial warmth of my smile, that phony, clownish curve, the kind you see on miserably sad people and villains in disney movies, will remain behind as an ironic remnant. i am the girl you see in the photograph from some party someplace or some picnic in the park, the one who is in fact soon to be gone. when you look at the picture again, i want to assure you, i will no longer be there. i will be erased from history, like a traitor in the soviet union. because with every day that goes by, i feel myself becoming more and more invisible." - elizabeth wurtzel
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Saturday, July 24, 2010
favourite painting + favourite quote
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Saturday, May 29, 2010
la la la life is good again
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Labels: andy warhol, art, film, great band, montgomery clift, people i love
Saturday, March 6, 2010
my love for edie sedgwick will never die
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Labels: actresses, andy warhol, art, beautiful, blondes, bob dylan, edie sedgwick, music, sad, sixties, style icon
Sunday, November 29, 2009
ciao! manhattan
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Labels: actresses, andy warhol, art, beautiful, blondes, edie sedgwick, fashion, film, people i love, retro, sixties, style icon
Saturday, August 22, 2009
like a rolling stone
i don't think i'll ever stop being fascinated by edie sedgwick.
you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
people'd call, say, "beware doll, you're bound to fall"
you thought they were all kiddin' you
you used to laugh about
everybody that was hangin' out
now you don't talk so loud
now you don't seem so proud
about having to be scrounging for your next meal

how does it feel
to be without a home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?

______________________
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Labels: actresses, andy warhol, art, bob dylan, edie sedgwick, models, music, sixties
Sunday, May 17, 2009
more human than human



Monday, May 11, 2009
before you start you're already beat
i've always been so preoccupied with warhol-era edie sedgwick that i never realised how enchantingly beautiful she was in the last years of her life.
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Labels: actresses, andy warhol, art, edie sedgwick, film, sixties, style icon
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
magic marker row
~ andy warhol
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