nondisjunction

2009-10-02T16:30:00.000+10:00

How much more do I have to do to convince myself that I am a part of you? pt.2

2009-08-29T18:31:00.003+10:00

oh god, I want to be in the sea

2009-08-27T00:09:00.002+10:00

Pretty girls with sweet voices and big drums

2009-08-22T15:32:00.004+10:00

(or in other words: "Hounds of Love", and things that

remind me of "Hounds of Love")

1. Running Up That Hill - Kate Bush

2. Pearl's Dream - Bat For Lashes

3. Up! - M83

4. Beauty of Speed - Tori Amos

5. Hounds Of Love - Kate Bush

6. Reaching From Nowhere - Milla Jovovich

7. Glass - Bat For Lashes

being moved - but not moving

2009-08-22T11:56:00.005+10:00

completely forgot I ever made this.

"You are a ghost of my indecision"

2009-08-16T19:52:00.011+10:00

- eugene suo-me

Blank Page - The Smashing Pumpkins

To a Poet

2009-08-12T15:58:00.002+10:00

A poet! Do not prize the love of people around,
It soon will pass -- the glorifying hum --
And come a court of fools and laughing of cold crowd --
But you must always stay firm, morose and calm.

You're king: live lonesome. Along the freedom's road,
Stride there, to where just shows your free mind,
While modernizing fruits of thoughts, beloved,
And not demanding you to be awarded.

Awards inside of you. You are your highest court;
Severely then all, you value your effort.
Well, are you satisfied, oh, my severe artist?

You're satisfied. Then let the mob condemn your verse,
Spit at the altar, where your fire burns,
And toss your brass tripod with somewhat childish wildness.

- Alexander Pushkin

What do you do if you like someone?

2009-07-18T21:07:00.004+10:00

2009-07-16T23:24:00.002+10:00

Dali exhibition + docs = Good times.

2009-07-14T13:59:00.006+10:00

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

- somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond, E.E Cummings

Maybe I'm just girly; but this is my favorite poem ever.

Spirits

2009-07-13T12:53:00.007+10:00

"These photographs of 'spirits' are taken from an album of photographs unearthed in a Lancashire second-hand and antiquarian bookshop by one of the Museum's curators. They were taken by a controversial medium called William Hope (1863-1933)...He went on to found the Crewe Circle – a group of six spirit photographers led by Hope. When Archbishop Thomas Colley joined the group they began to publicise their work...By 1922 Hope had moved to London where he became a professional medium. The work of the Crew Circle was investigated on various occasions.

The most famous of these took place in 1922, when the Society for Psychical Research sent Harry Price to investigate the group.

Price collected evidence that Hope was substituting glass plates bearing ghostly images in order to produce his spirit photographs.

Later the same year Price published his findings, exposing Hope as a fraudster. However, many of Hope’s most ardent supporters spoke out on his behalf, the most famous being Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, and Hope continued to practice, despite his exposure. He died in London on 7 March 1933."

-Image and text from the National Media Museum

How do you spell "genius"?

2009-07-11T12:54:00.000+10:00

K-A-R-I-N

The Wandering Libido and the Hysterical Body

2009-07-08T15:11:00.009+10:00

'The images show Bellmer’s assemblage, made of wood, flax fiber, plaster, and glue, under construction in his studio or arrayed on a bare mattress or lacy cloth. Seductive props sometimes accompany the doll-a black veil, eyelet undergarments, an artificial rose. Naked or, in one case, wearing only a cotton undershirt, the armless doll is variously presented as a skeletal automaton, a coy adolescent, or an abject pile of discombobulated parts.'

'Bellmer depicted the body as an amalgamation of the organic and inorganic, transgressing its normative limits to incorporate aspects of its environment. He fantasized the body as a series of shifting, interchangeable erogenous zones, subject to the forces of psychic repression in what he termed “the physical unconscious”.'

1. Semen Song for James Bidgood - Matmos

2. What Your Soul Sings - Massive Attack

3. An Echo, A Stain - Björk

4. The Very Last Resort - Trentemøller

'This image of male sexual curiosity and domination is in a sense emblematic of Bellmer’s entire oeuvre: the hapless female body, deprived of head and limbs, is scrutinized and manipulated, and its inner workings exposed in a cut-away view.'

- Sue Taylor, Hans Bellmer in The Art Institute of Chicago: The Wandering Libido and the Hysterical Body

i am still a child

2009-07-04T19:56:00.001+10:00

I bought some crayons today.

"Maintain That Hierarchy!"

2009-07-02T13:52:00.006+10:00

- cartoons by Barry Deutsch

After the ending

2009-07-01T16:09:00.026+10:00

Time will soon be born
It is starting at the dawn

And the water in my eyes
Is because I care who dies

Although death is transforming
There is nothing after the ending

"Beyond my body my veins are invisible" pt.2

2009-07-01T15:16:00.004+10:00

Searching the neon lights

2009-06-24T22:00:00.000+10:00

- stills from Lost in Translation

1. The City - Klima

2. This Mess We're In - PJ Harvey ft. Thom Yorke

3. Renaissance Affair - Hooverphonic

4. Rest My Head on You - Archive

5. Home - Zero 7

"Beyond my body my veins are invisible"

2009-06-23T13:28:00.001+10:00

- Antonio Porchia

illustration from the "Handbuch der Anatomie des Menschen" by Professor Dr. Carl Ernest Bock.

I've never seen such a beautiful anatomical drawing before.

2009-06-22T20:54:00.008+10:00

"He who binds to himself a joy does the winged life destroy. Yet he who kisses joy as it flies will live in eternity's sunrise."

- William Blake

How much more do I have to do to convince myself that I am a part of you?

2009-06-20T22:54:00.002+10:00

The whole sea become an entanglement of watery bodies. lost to the world bearing what they cannot hold. Broken,

2009-06-19T18:02:00.001+10:00

- The Yachts, William Carlos Williams.

Harold Budd - Ice Flows in Eden