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the blending heat of compassion
Let me fall into the broken waves of your absence, twisted in the soft wings of your malignant ships.. as they sail in the frozen crystals that cover my eyelashes.. gently crashing. your memory, rusting the endless tunnels of my mouth.. shaping slow breaths into my dead lungs. i’ve been waiting for a taste; the death of your neglect. a wreckage of... »
commodity fetishism gone right \/\/ banzai!!!!! | brooklyn
These days, Brooklyn is the destination where art comes to be born and to die. After all, this is still New York City, the global center for commercial art distribution. But beyond that, Brooklyn is home to the overwhelming majority of studios, ateliers, and actual artists in New York City. Soho and Chelsea obviously... »
branded for good
If you’ve been to the West Coast then you’ve been here before. I’ve been a vegetarian for many years & this place branded my soul for life! In & Out Burger The best of the best BURGER of all time! Forget McDonalds, BK, Wendys…They got nothing on the yellow arrow and fresh cut french fires! A brand, a logo,... »
a word from our silence
“The Logos became man, so that man might become Logos.” ~ The Philokalia, Vol. I, p. 156. I. We humans are creatures of comfort, and that applies no less to our purchasing choices than to our desire for warmth, food, and a roof over our heads. Enter the brand: the staple of a commercial and high-tech civilization.... »
commodity fetishism gone right \/\/ alexander mcqueen, meatpacking district
February 11, 2010: Beneath the flurries of the worst blizzard to hit the northeastern United States in over a decade, Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week kicks off in New York City. The crowds flock to the tents of Bryant Park to witness some of the most prominent designers in the world unveil their Fall-Winter... »
pink hearts mcqueen
a small tribute, to a talent larger than life. there is a pink spot inside each and every one of us… especially those with rusted hearts. “Hope there’s someone Who’ll take care of me When I die, will I go Hope there’s someone Who’ll set my heart free Nice to hold when I’m tired” -Antony R.I.P. Alexander McQueen »
avatars
This past weekend I performed at the Patti Pace Performance Festival, in Statesboro Georgia. Though I love to talk about my own performances, and probably will soon enough, what stood out for me at the festival was the last performance. Rather than explain why it stood out to me, or what it was about,... »
internal harmony
My infant spirit would awake To the terror of the lone lake My infant spirit would awake To the terror of the lone lake Yet that terror was not fright But a tremulous delight And a feeling undefined Springing from a darkened mind Death was in that poisoned wave And in its gulf a fitting grave For him who thence could solace bring To... »
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