Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Thursday, December 2, 2010

a deeply superficial person

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.

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"if you want to know all about andy warhol, just look at the surface of my paintings and films and me, and there i am. there's nothing behind it."
- andy warhol

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

Saturday, July 24, 2010

favourite painting + favourite quote

transfiguration by raphael
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"he who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. and when you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you."
- nietzsche
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Saturday, May 29, 2010

la la la life is good again

Saturday, March 6, 2010

my love for edie sedgwick will never die

Sunday, November 29, 2009

ciao! manhattan

is on youtube in its entirety. go go go and hit that shit up before it gets deleted for copyright or gratuitous nudity. kind of an awful movie but edie is mesmerising as always. i took some stillz





she was sssssssso beautiful but i guess you already know that
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Saturday, August 22, 2009

like a rolling stone

i don't think i'll ever stop being fascinated by edie sedgwick.

once upon a time you dressed so fine
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
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how does it feel
how does it feel
to be without a home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?


you've gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
but you know you only used to get juiced in it
and nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
and now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
you said you'd never compromise
with the mystery tramp, but now you realize
he's not selling any alibis
as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
and ask him do you want to make a deal?


how does it feel
how does it feel
to be on your own
with no direction home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?


you never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
when they all come down and did tricks for you
you never understood that it ain't no good
you shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
you used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
ain't it hard when you discover that
he really wasn't where it's at
after he took from you everything he could steal
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how does it feel
how does it feel
to be on your own
with no direction home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?
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princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
they're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
but you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
you used to be so amused
at napoleon in rags and the language that he used
go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
when you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
you're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
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how does it feel
how does it feel
to be on your own
with no direction home
like a complete unknown
like a rolling stone?

Sunday, May 17, 2009

more human than human




i'm a huge fan of the film blade runner. this halloween i'm dressing up as the roxie hart to my best friend's velma kelly, but next year i'm being pris.

"i've seen things you people wouldn't believe. attack ships on fire off the shoulder of orion. i watched c-beams glitter in the dark near tan hauser gate. all those moments will be lost in time ... like tears in rain. time to die."
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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.







Wednesday, February 18, 2009

magic marker row



"what’s great about this country is that america started the tradition where the richest consumers buy essentially the same things as the poorest. you can be watching tv and see coca-cola, and you know that the president drinks coke, liz taylor drinks coke, and just think, you can drink coke, too. a coke is a coke and no amount of money can get you a better coke than the one the bum on the corner is drinking. all the cokes are the same and all the cokes are good. liz taylor knows it, the president knows it, the bum knows it, and you know it."

~ andy warhol