“Subtle”, oil on panel, 18 x 24 in, 2013
I sort of fantasize having this really beautiful apartment full of beautiful things, like ceramics and animal skulls and actual silverware, and then I realize how much of a drag it is to move all of it, and then I start fantasizing about having nothing at all. Moving once a year does that to you….
“It is the ability to spot the potential in the product of connecting things that don’t ordinarily go together that marks out the person who is truly creative.”
“I’m the one that’s got to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.”
Untitled
44” by 32”
oil on panel
Waving to Virginia: Patti Smith Reads Woolf
(Thank you, Brain Pickings.)
If you asked about my Aunt Dorcas
I’d tell you “She died yesterday.”
I’d tell you
she buried two husbands:
one, a drunk bastard
one, a name she already wore,
so then it doubled
She was thin as a kitchen match
Bright as the end of that hot-boxed Pall Mall
Sharp as the hook she baited
squatting in tall grass
skeeters on her chin
I’d tell you she cashed out
hid her money in the funeral home safe
so she could live in hell for free
and I’d tell you
we shared some blood
and her name was biblical
but she wasn’t
(even though she was popped on the foot
by a ball of lightning
skipping fast as “My Lou”
across the church parking lot
as she folded her double-name-causing second husband
and his oxygen tank
into that smoky sedan.
wheeeezgruntPOW)
She laughed at that devil
and fearful Southern Baptists
rooted firmly on asphalt
Later I’d tell you
how I squandered my last chance
to learn of her little brother –
my long-gone father
—Dorn
Exquisite.
Truth.
Cipherin’
—Dorn
So much awesome.
woodcut and posters i made using iggy pop’s beautiful, rugged face as inspiration. c’mon, he’s just awesome!
check out more of my design work at my behance
During her 2010 The Artist Is Present performance at MoMA, Marina Abramovic and Ulay meet for the first time since their 1988 goodbye, The Lovers – The Great Wall Walk. She did not know he was coming.
Exquisite.
“You tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.”
The Sleep of the Beloved, exquisite long-exposure photographs by Paul Schneggenburger
