the glass

1948. rene magritte. the taste of sorrow  .  .  . 

1948. rene magritte. the taste of sorrow  .  .  . 

jewelry by salvador dali. 1940’s.
… wow ! 

jewelry by salvador dali. 1940’s.

… wow ! 

mickalene thomas. 

mickalene thomas. 

lucky three. elliott smith. 1997.

dir : jem cohen. 

For All We Know
Abbey Lincoln
Drugstore Cowboy

abby lincoln. 

‘wonderful.’  

‘thank you . . ‘ 

hayv kahraman. 1 note

hayv kahraman.

from ‘savage messiah’

laura oldfield ford.

http://lauraoldfieldford.blogspot.com/

viviane sassen. 

.  .  .  and all her gorgeous color. 

http://www.vivianesassen.com/

katepeters:

Places where we spend our lives.

Places that we visit for a moment.

Places we discover by chance.

Places that attract us by the name on a map alone.

Places we will never see again.

Places we can never forget.

Wim Wenders, Los Angeles August 2001

emmet gowin. 
from his book ‘photographs’. published 1976. 2 notes

emmet gowin. 

from his book ‘photographs’. published 1976.

‘air de paris’. (50cc of parisian air)
from the readymades. 1919.
marcel duchamp. 2 notes

‘air de paris’. (50cc of parisian air)

from the readymades. 1919.

marcel duchamp.

trouble every day. claire denis. 2001.

it’s my favorite film - and i can never quite explain why. it’s completely involving, and also utterly elusive .  .  . like something on the tip of your tongue.

and the soundtrack. tindersticks. gorgeous.

Trouble In The Water
Amerigo Gazaway of Gummy Soul
Fela Soul

fela kuti / del la soul. 

http://gummysoul.com/

jeff mangum / neutral milk hotel : oh comely .  .  . 

your father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies

while you and your mother were aa-sleep in the trailer park.

thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums,

the music and medicine you needed for comforting.

so make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving

and pluck all your silly strings, bend all your notes for me.

soft silly music is meaningful magical,

the movements were beautiful (beeauutiful), all in your ovaries.

all of them milking with green fleshy flowers,

while powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines.

smelling of semen all under the garden

was all you were needing when you still believed in me.  .  .  

tom waits. 

’ did i have it once and lose it, lose it

or did i look it in the eye and choose it, choose it ‘ 

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Hard-Ground-Tom-Waits/dp/029272649X