суббота, 27 февраля 2010 г.

пятница, 26 февраля 2010 г.

and she says...



...it's ok on TV, but you can turn it off


grace jones says



I THINK IT'S OUR NATURE TO BE MAN AND WOMAN ALL IN ONE.

TO GIVE AND TO RECEIVE.

I THINK THAT ALL MEN NEED TO BE PENETRATED AT LEAST ONCE IN THEIR LIFETIME, TO UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS LIKE TO RECEIVE.

IT'S MY OWN THEORY, WHICH I THINK COULD HELP TAKE SOME OF THE AGRESSION OUT OF THE WORLD.


четверг, 25 февраля 2010 г.

i'm a man-eating machine








pleased to meet you, pleased to have you on my plate
your meat is sweet to me


your destiny
your fate


you’re my life support
your life is my sport







i’ll consume my consumers, with no sense of humour
i’ll give you a uniform, chloroform
sanatize, homogenize, vaporize… you



karl the great says



"...I live in certain isolation. I never take appointments in the morning. I leave my house only after lunch. I don't want to have a social life. I've had enough of that in my life. It's demode. It's another era. Perhaps people are still excited by that era, but not me. It's uninteresting today. It says nothing. It's boring, pretentious and vulgar...Even for charity, people get paid. I try to avoid charity. It doesn't happen for me. I'm rich enough not to have to do that...


...I hate all children. For other people, it's fine, but not for me. I was born not to be a family person...


...Ambition? I have no ambition. I just want things in a certain way...I don't want to be a teacher. I don't want to inform others through myself. In that way, it's all for myself. I'm the most selfish person in the world. Being selfish, I take care of others. My mother always used to say, "Don't sacrifice yourself too much, because if you sacrifice too much there's nothing else you can give and nobody will care for you..."




...And I love him more & more.



понедельник, 22 февраля 2010 г.

Kim Daul says



"i personally feel that modern art world is COURUPPT *cant spell

and its basically SHIT

and money making...


but when was it not about money making?


everybody is a whore

i am a little whore

who gets paid

and artists are the

biggest fucking whores"


четверг, 18 февраля 2010 г.









everybody loves my baby



понедельник, 15 февраля 2010 г.

воскресенье, 14 февраля 2010 г.



Есть схожая тоска, жестокость и ирония во взгляде двух королей поп-арта.
















Кажется, это одно из самых печальных и самых сокрушающих направлений.

И яркие краски только усилят ощущение безжизненности.












This is the end, beautiful friend

This is the end, my only friend

The end of our elaborate plans

The end of everything that stands

The end





This is the end, beautiful friend

This is the end, my only friend

The end


It hurts to set you free

But you'll never follow me


The end of laughter and soft lies

The end of nights we tried to die


This is the end







пятница, 12 февраля 2010 г.

Alexander McQueen












"Beauty is something that disappears in the end"



среда, 10 февраля 2010 г.

jim says


There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.


Brazil is hot.

by cui xiuwen












суббота, 6 февраля 2010 г.

what is your definition of beauty?


«What is nice to your eyes... I don’t believe in tortured beauty, in hidden beauty. I know it exists but for my work I want classic, real beauty»


Valentino




«Condition; coincedence and by chance. A beautiful flower does not exist. There’s only a moment when a flower looks beautiful»


Yohji Yamamoto




«An image that combines opposing or unusual aethetics»


Alexader McQueen




«The autumn sunsets’ range of reds, oranges and pinks I can see in the landscape out of my window»


Angela Missoni




«Harmony»


Veronique Nichanian - Hermes




«Chaos»


Bernhard Willhelm



четверг, 4 февраля 2010 г.

one of my favourite images





group portrait with nico


by gerald malanga



la vida no vale nada



Я проснулась в 6 утра голодной.


Встала и пошла греть молоко.


Мюсли были вкусные, они наполнили мой пустой желудок.


Я возвращалась в свою спальню с открытой бутылкой воды.


Мне стало плохо.


Очнулась лёжа на полу рялом с дверным проёмом. Моя голова упиралась в батарею, а ноги в диван.


Почувствовала боль в переносице и правом бедре.


Бутылка воды была прижата мной к дивану. Она была в вертикальном положении, и вода почти не пролилась.



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Ощутила радость.


Всплыла песня из просмотренного накануне The limits of control:



He who thinks he’s bigger than the rest


must go to the cemetry.


There


he will see


what life really is.


It’s a handful of dirt.



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Мы с бутылкой добрались до постели.


Стало страшно, а потом я заснула.