…but the situations derived from them are seldom developed, with the result that his work is full of gobbets of raw, unassimilated pain…
Source: enotes.com
The 21 fiercest things Richard Nixon ever did - Salon.com →
“15. He is like ‘we dropped some bombs here guys hashtag DEAL WITH IT’”
Photoset reblogged from Occupied Territories with 13 notes
Arne Svenson, The Neighbors
Svenson has turned outward from his usual studio based practice to study the daily activities of his downtown Manhattan neighbors as seen through his windows into theirs. Svenson has always combined a highly developed aesthetic sense viewed from the perspective of social anthropology in his eclectic projects with subjects ranging from prisoners to sock monkeys. His projects are almost always instigated by an external or random experience which brings new objects or equipment into his life- in this case he inherited a bird watching telephoto lens from a friend.
The grid structure of the windows frame the quotidian activities of the neighbors, forming images which are puzzling, endearing, theatrical and often seem to mimic art history, from Delacroix to Vermeer.
Voyeuristic and investigative, The Neighbors is social documentation in a very rarified environment. The large color prints have been cropped to various orientations and sizes to condense and focus the action. In a recent review in Photograph from his LA show C. Wagley wrote, “had you not read the press release, you might think these were film stills from some slow-moving art-house picture.” Svenson has shown with the gallery since 1992 and is known for such diverse bodies of works as the aforementioned Prisoners (1997), Sock Monkeys (2003) and recent book projects Strays (2012), Chewed (2011), and Mrs. Ballard’s Parrots (2005). He recently completed the solo exhibition About Face at the Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh. His work is in the collections of the Mutter Museum, Philadelphia, the Museum of Fine Arts in Houston and the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art.
sovramagnificentissimamente [‘very, very magnificently’]
Source: ljkrakauer.com
SL Letter of the Day: I'm Out | Slog →
I’m a late twenty something male. I was out at a house party last night celebrating the end of the semester with fellow grad student friends when I was scolded by a peer for using the word “cunt.”….
In some deep-future Margaret Atwood Memorial Museum of the History of Misogyny, this letter should be bronzed. Such eloquent testimony to the power of the sensitive straight-guy mind to suss out every layer of meaning of every human communication—without even trying out such a supple instrument on the question of what that woman felt when you called her a cunt.
(Same blog, same day: “Man of Great Personal Integrity” Sentenced to 80 Years in Prison for Genocide. Character does count, I swear, but you can’t send in the Geiger counters while the bombs are falling.)
Link reblogged from Internet of Dreams with 10 notes
Internet of Dreams: Twitter Non-people →
Lovely post by Ken Hollings on the spectral “non-people” haunting twitter:
If you examine their profile a little more closely, these accounts usually have just 22 tweets (occasionally 20 or 21 but I have yet to see one with more than 22). They are usually worth examining, however, as…
Oops: cyborgs.
What would be the use of discovering so-called objective truth, of working through all the systems of philosophy and of being able, if required, to review them all and show up the inconsistencies within each system…what good would it do me if truth stood before me, cold and naked, not caring whether I recognised her or not, and producing in me a shudder of fear rather than a trusting devotion?
For one of the stars in the thigh of the Dog had a tail, though a dim one: if you looked hard at it the light used to become dim, but to less intent glance it was brighter.
Source: messier.seds.org
All music is just performances of 4’33” in studios where another band happened to be playing at the time.
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