dadoodoflow

one does not write for the other,..these things I am going to write will never cause me to be loved by the one I love (the other).. ..Writing compensates for nothing, sublimates nothing,..it is..there where you are not

— A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments -  (via alterities’twin adieulacan) - Roland Barthes  (via alterities)

(Source: sillycakes, via dagwolf)

We can no longer sit idly by as others steal our mouths, our anuses, our genitals, our nerves, our guts, our arteries, in order to fashion parts and works in an ignoble mechanism of production which links capital, exploitation, and the family. We can no longer allow others to turn our mucous membranes, our skin, all our sensitive areas into occupied territory – territory controlled and regimented by other, to which we are forbidden access.

—Félix Guattari, “To Have Done with the Massacre of the Body”, trans. Jarred Becker (via golodomor)

(Source: foxesinbreeches, via golodomor)

From some Pithy Larry on the Top Ten List of Enya

The thing was finding something that

must start again and again

and again beneath the Daily

Beast via the uber-grump.

When Republicans in the Fort

Worth City of Angels put your

brain in my home, I marry them,

they use my bathroom.

I treat them just like Suprematism!

I feel like an artist! I discovered Aesop,

King Arthur, Greek Myths and all of which

has everything or nothing to express it.

cussingskull:

skvaderkadaver:

Collaboration work between painter Leonora Carrington & Alexandro Jodorowsky in Mexico, 1957.

"During a party, Luis Buñuel, seduced by Carrington’s beauty and emboldened by the notion that she had transcended all bourgeois morality, proposed (with his characteristic bluntness) that she become his mistress. Without even waiting for her answer, he gave her the key to the secret studio that he used as a love nest and told her to meet him at three o’clock the next afternoon. Early the next morning, Leonora went to visit the place alone. She found it tasteless: It looked exactly like a motel room. Taking advantage of the fact that she was in her menstrual period, she covered her hands with blood and used them to make bloody handprints all over the walls in order to provide a bit of decoration for that anonymous, impersonal room. Buñuel never spoke to her again.”
- Alejandro Jodorowsky,  The Spiritual Journey of Alejandro Jodorowsky: The Creator of El Topo

cussingskull:

skvaderkadaver:

Collaboration work between painter Leonora Carrington & Alexandro Jodorowsky in Mexico, 1957.

"During a party, Luis Buñuel, seduced by Carrington’s beauty and emboldened by the notion that she had transcended all bourgeois morality, proposed (with his characteristic bluntness) that she become his mistress. Without even waiting for her answer, he gave her the key to the secret studio that he used as a love nest and told her to meet him at three o’clock the next afternoon. Early the next morning, Leonora went to visit the place alone. She found it tasteless: It looked exactly like a motel room. Taking advantage of the fact that she was in her menstrual period, she covered her hands with blood and used them to make bloody handprints all over the walls in order to provide a bit of decoration for that anonymous, impersonal room. Buñuel never spoke to her again.”

- Alejandro Jodorowsky, The Spiritual Journey of Alejandro Jodorowsky: The Creator of El Topo

"dick dock Ouroboros"

The Young Artists of Speculative Realism

have something to say

about the amputees of shit

(their words) opposed

to their monuments (my words):

“We are in the act

of giving in to being shaped

by outside forces—we draw

you inward—that’s why the

constant melancholy expelling.

Look, I wrapped my pink baby

blanket with an extension cord,

plugged the male and 

female together and left it

on the floor. I did that

for you.” I do not want

to be harmed, so I

politely look down.

No Self-Deprecating Awareness Name List(10/11-10/17)

Music

Primal Scream - Screamadelica

Ultravox - Ultravox

Television Personalities -The Painted Word

Felt - The Strange Idols Pattern & Other Short Stories/Me and a Monkey on the Moon

Labradford - Mi Media Naranja

Morton Feldman - Piano & Orchestra/Cello & Orchestra

Roberto Cacciapaglia - Sei Note in Logica

Kid Creole & The Coconuts - Wise Guy

Milt Jackson - The Milt Jackson Quartet

Red Garland Quintet - Dig It!

Yazoo - Upstairs at Erik’s

Bryan Ferry - Bete Noir

Pulp - We Love Life

The Charlatans - Some Friendly

Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell - Unity

Husker Du - New Day Rising/Zen Arcade

The Watts 103rd Street Rhythm Band - In the Jungle, Babe

Joni Mitchell - Hissing of Summer Lawns/Ladies of the Canyon/Travelogue

Melvins - Hold it In

McCoy Tyner - Tender Moments

Harold Budd - The Room

Bonnie Raitt - Takin’ My Time

The Bats - The Law of Things

Kleenex/Liliput - Anthology

Supergrass - In it for the Money

The Acorn - Tin Fist

Roy Wood - On the Road Again

Subway Sect - 1978 Again

Red Asphalt - Unreleased

Sonic Youth - Sonic Nurse

Julia Fischer & Gordon Nikoloic - Mozart: Sinfonia Concertante, K. 364/Concertone in C Major, K. 190/Rondo in C Major, K. 373

David Holzman - Music of Stefan Wolpe, Vol. 6

Erykah Badu - Baduizm

Ahmad Jamal - Poincia Revisited/Freeflight

Films

Georges Franju - Les yeux sans visage

Arrow - "Darkness on the Edge of Town"/"Sacrifice"

Books

Hermann Broch - Death of Virgil

Arthur Rimbaud - Collected Poems & Selected Letters (trans. Fowlie)

Jen Hofer - Slide Rule

Wilson & Frediani - Our Whole Lives: Sexuality Education for Grades 7-9

  • Arsenio Hall: Your middle name is "Macho," but I'm wondering if you've ever cried. Has the Macho Man ever cried?
  • Macho Man Randy Savage: Ooooh yeahhh, uh-huh. It's okay for macho men to show every emotion available. Because I've cried a thousand times, and I'm gonna cry some more!

An epigram for a point of exit

Hurry up, the guest will be here
any minute…we hold our
breath, bat our lashes.
shake hands — me too…

Punctuation. Landscape.
Again. Fireworks. Not
like “Love American Style”
as I remember it. Classicism sustained….

Ruined by Speculation (this is where the title really is)
I’m being kind, for once, here are all the tools…
Carry the day me too…
By any means necessary me too…
& don’t insult me me too…
By (inferring?) content me too…

A line drawing epic
Another landscape
sound tracked w/ Beethoven.
A film to hear, words to see.
Oh, nothing special.

My books are not signs of any truth
I subscribe to, they only
add speed to you viewing me.

It’s easy to stay fresh…
Don’t you like American art?
No, that ended a long time ago.
Very well, silence then.
(did I avoid the poem,
did it become something else?)
We always take time to reach each other.
Finally, we put a hand on a knee.

freakyfauna:

Vertical-Horizontal Composition 1918 by Sophie Taeuber-Arp.
From Movement and Balance - Sophie Taeuber-Arp 1889-1943, published by Kerber Art.

Found here.

(via soundgrammar)

1910-again:

Hilma af Klint, Evolution, no.9 1908

1910-again:

Hilma af Klint, Evolution, no.9 1908