A poem begins with a lump in the throat.
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“We are
born like this
into this
into these carefully mad wars
into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
into bars where people no longer speak to each other
into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
born into this
into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heros
born into this”
- Charles Bukowski
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David Bowie as Tilda Swinton, with Tilda Swinton as David Bowie
THE DAY I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR.
If you have this, you have everything.
GLORY HALLELUJAH
Black and white and still gorgeous!
I AM POSTING THIS IN CELEBRATION OF ALL OF MY DREAMS COMING TRUE AT ONCE.
(Source: davidbowieaseveryone)
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Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as triggers for experiences. (Roy Ascott’s phrase.) That solves a lot of problems: we don’t have to argue whether photographs are art, or whether performances are art, or whether Carl Andre’s bricks or Andrew Serranos’s piss or Little Richard’s ‘Long Tall Sally’ are art, because we say, ‘Art is something that happens, a process, not a quality, and all sorts of things can make it happen.’ … [W]hat makes a work of art ‘good’ for you is not something that is already ‘inside’ it, but something that happens inside you — so the value of the work lies in the degree to which it can help you have the kind of experience that you call art.
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Jane Wheeler was born in Norfolk and studied ceramics at Bath Academy of Art, Corsham. Jane sees the vessel form as a rich language that connects us to the past cultures and the state of being human. Her website: [x]
Sixties groupie Sally Mann photographed by Baron Wolman
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A Tuvan shaman in her ceremonial headdress and coat.
Photo by Lynn Johnson / National Geographic Stock
Edith Tudor-Hart, Untitled (In Total Darkness, London), c. 1935