December 2009
10 posts
Um… I’m going to delete my tumblr around midnight tonight or thereabouts.
Justin, I have your address written in my little black book and will be in touch via snail mail, everyone else… i bid you adieu.
“That man was not a thinker, he felt no need of getting beyond faith; he deemed it the most glorious thing to be remembered as the father of it, an enviable lot to possess it, even though no one else were to know it.”
From the Prelude of Fear and Trembling by Soren Kierkegaard
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lesoldat:
themedicine:
To all those who feel as though all the sleep in their lifetime wouldn’t negate the profound weariness and bizarre lucidity of sensation, of existing, I recommend the Book of Disquietude by Fernando Pessoa. It isn’t something to be medicated I see now, by any means, but to be explored and dredged. I think contemplative art-making is the sole option for this...
To all those who feel as though all the sleep in their lifetime wouldn’t negate the profound weariness and bizarre lucidity of sensation, of existing, I recommend the Book of Disquietude by Fernando Pessoa. It isn’t something to be medicated I see now, by any means, but to be explored and dredged. I think contemplative art-making is the sole option for this bunch; it seems...
It seems as though meaning must be discerned through a great, great deal of effort. I will go to extremes when I am on my own.
“During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And...”
– Andy Warhol (via ceruleansearch) (via notational)
I think this might happen every fifty years or so. That quote is painful though.
how did i just now, for the very first time, see francis bacon’s work? Christ.
” ‘It’s what we do now instead of bohemias,” He says.
“Instead of what?”
“Bohemias. Alternative subcultures. They were a crucial aspect of industrial civilization in the two previous centuries. They were where industrial civilization went to dream. A sort of unconscious R&D, exploring alternate societal strategies. Each one would have a dress code,...
i wonder why it is i find it so much easier to get up and run or rigorously work out than to sit down and make art
Letter from a Master Addict →
“The addict exists in a painless, sexless, timeless state. Transition back to the rhythms of animal life involves the withdrawal syndrome. I doubt if this transition can ever be made in comfort. Painless withdrawal can only be approached.”
November 2009
19 posts
listening to jazz, tristeza, and tortoise all the time. working hard in school, starting practicum soon. reading constantly. just finished A Scanner Darkly. If you’ve only seen the movie, read the book.
Justin im not sure i understand this social sculpture. Would you mind clarifying a bit?
Ben Davis explains why people hate "conceptual"... →
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doot
notoriousnat:
getting into jazz these days. calms me down.
check out the vijay iyer trio, album: historicity
the blue flower →
You ever feel like someone turned, when you were just minding your own business, a crazy light on you? And naturally, he or she (its probably a woman) is not in the room with you… and there is certainly no actual light. But like when you know where sunlight is suddenly shining on you because of the heat you feel, you feel that sort of activity in your head. And its nothing crazy really. But...
But he isn’t. He knows he isn’t, in spite of everything. He has the syndrome now, the thing that came after every test subject from that Gainesville orphanage, but he isn’t crazy. Just obsessed. And the obsession has its own shape in his head, its own texture, its own weight. He knows it from himself, can differentiate, so he goes back to it whenever he needs to and checks on it....
mixoparthenos:
Do you know how much easier life would be if we just meant what we say? Really. Next time you find yourself in a situation where words fall flat and your words have no point, just say what you want. Say what you mean.
It seems that most people genuinely don’t want or require honesty. Lots of times I’ve gotten myself into trouble by being totally up front with...
I’m swept up in a fascination with world-simulation. Books like Dune, Asimov’s Foundation and Empire, Reality Dysfunction, just found Gibson’s Idoru at the college library surprisingly. I’ve even been listening to music with lots of samples, like recalling memory templates to give new and probably media-intake-accretion strength to old images.
Yes. It is good. I will...
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esqueleto:
making a to-do list to focus
making a things-to-look-forward-to list to keep my chin up
do you exercise?
so im going to spend most of tonight drawing spacemen and other far fetched stuff. it seems the easiest way to start building a story for me is to exorcise a lot of these images from my head.
HEY MICAH!
iliketopaint:
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Southern Mercy Summer
A steamy night near the swamp… the stars were out, it was so clear you just make out the phantom edges of the Milky way. Mosquitoes were out and they were repulsed by sweated alcohol, or perhaps we just couldn’t feel them anymore. The host, the old one, skin like a map… all burst capillaries and mole constellations… tonight read as a beat; storming into the woods and out....
October 2009
26 posts
viscous puddles
What has happened to my copy of Nausea, for a while it was like my bible… i miss it and want to have it around. I wish i could understand sartre. Sometimes i feel like, as in the realm of art, i am permanently outside the philosophy dialectic. Like looking in and beating on glass… i do not understand the forms that take up the space there, nor can i use the jargon with confidence.
I love paintings like this, but dont want to paint... →
What a fine interpretation of divine wrath. Could it be anymore terrible? Forgive me if my biblical knowledge is a little off, but i think the lightning bolt points to the woman who disobeyed, turned around, witnessed the destruction, and was, as warned, turned into salt. yeesh
right now i feel so good i could explode, which usually pre-empts a serious swing in the other direction. but never before have i arrived at this feeling through a series of logical steps, never has it been the product of confidence. Always chance inklings and baleful but placatory blots of thought… seemingly squeezed out of buried recesses by the chemical swelling of other part of my brain....
mysterious mental gymnastics and illumination are always welcome. Celebrate in solitude
So I’ve had to give up on Gravity’s Rainbow for the second time. I just keep getting lost in it, but i will pick it up again in the future. In the meantime i just finished Orson Scott Card’s Ender’s Game and have been diligently reading Midnight’s Children along with Memories, Dreams, Reflections. I picked up a copy of Paul of Dune, which is apparently the direct...
self-preservation
esqueleto:
is the name of the game
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esqueleto:
i had a long talk the other day with a friend of mine who, for a number of reasons, chooses to be completely sober. while i do not totally agree with his point of view, i am always intrigued at the reasons for declaring such an absolute at a fairly young age. i broke down to him, confessing how low and weak i have been feeling. almost in desperation, i asked him how he coped if he...
esqueleto:
themedicine:
esqueleto:
have you ever thought about how one seemingly minor decision can so easily throw something off its course?
to call or not call
to go or not go
the difference of a minute
of a second
so often do i think i sense a cusp; i have realized when the sphere of your thoughts is much larger than your manageable use of energy, every moment IS a cusp. I forgot...
esqueleto:
have you ever thought about how one seemingly minor decision can so easily throw something off its course?
to call or not call
to go or not go
the difference of a minute
of a second
so often do i think i sense a cusp; i have realized when the sphere of your thoughts is much larger than your manageable use of energy, every moment IS a cusp. I forgot who said it, but this is...
i want to be completely happy and it have nothing...
Sounds doable. (via esqueleto)
greek chance
It happened in a maroon and purple alley way downtown, across from the statue that oughtn’t be there. Maroon from the bricks, with cream in between each; purple from strange nocturnal reflections, dullness illuminated by store signs. But no- this is not about light. It happened when the man who worked at the counter of the business that occupied the building of whose alley way I speak,...
i would also ask that everyone pray for strength. There seems to be a thing that cannot be taught but only shown. if it mocks you within every frame of vision you twist toward, embrace it.
notational:
themedicine:
i entreat you all to a day of brutal intellectualizing of everything you witness; just 24 hours
These kinds of things should be posted on twitter Micah. You there?
No. I’m leery
i entreat you all to a day of brutal intellectualizing of everything you witness; just 24 hours
Warhol had this to say about the attack: “Before I was shot, I always thought that I was more half-there than all-there – I always suspected that I was watching TV instead of living life. People sometimes say that the way things happen in movies is unreal, but actually it’s the way things happen in life that’s unreal. The movies make emotions look so strong and real, whereas when...
notational:
themedicine:
if existence has weight, then action is the depression it causes. or maybe entropy, or maybe thats the sum total of action. but it feels good to think about, and i think one of the things i miss about richmond was the feeling of entropy, spent and wasted and sent hurling out through the night. sometimes it was crushing, sometimes momentous and the catalyst for great...
if existence has weight, then action is the depression it causes. or maybe entropy, or maybe thats the sum total of action. but it feels good to think about, and i think one of the things i miss about richmond was the feeling of entropy, spent and wasted and sent hurling out through the night. sometimes it was crushing, sometimes momentous and the catalyst for great things. There are days though...
too often crippled by the future. I mean, ALL the time. No more
… and from the majestic heights of my dreams, I return to being an assistant bookkeeper in the city of Lisbon.
But the contrast doesn’t overwhelm me, it frees me. And its irony is my blood. What should theoretically humiliate me is what I unfurl as my flag; and the laughter i should be using to laugh at myself is a bugle i blow to herald- and to create- a dawn into which I’m...
EW!
iliketopaint:
Bob McDonnell’s daughter went to VCU. I offically am glad I didn’t go there. McDonnell sucks.
Bob McDonnell’s daughter is a strong, self-sufficient, independent woman. There’s simply no way she would have been this without his assuredly excellent parentage. I think you need to give some credit where credit is due RAE
