I like when the NYT has articles called things like “Was Wittgenstein Right?” which go on to posit A reminder of philosophy’s embarrassing failure, after over 2000 years, to settle any of its central issues. Knowledge is probably mostly over so it is fitting that the publishing / journalism industry keeps up.
Laura Linney is a pretty big drag.
PS Should I get spotify? Y/N pls advise
-No Cheese Touch
-Motion to get a water buffalo
if recovering intimate writing from one’s past - say, a private journal entry or a love letter - is particularly cringeworthy in its revelation of secret pretensions and flagrant posturing, it is always comforting to realize that the level of self-loathing induced by such a moment is unmatched precisely because we had the good sense not to betray ourselves (and our genuine pretensions) to anyone but ourselves and to those with whom we were seeking to be truly vulnerable.
something i wrote a long time ago to someone i love very much:
“I watched 2046. In fact, it was pretty awful–each affair felt entirely arbitrary and purposeless, a clumsily linked strain of surface anecdotes narrated in an aesthetic vocabulary which was tired and gimmicky and capricious (a bit like the martial arts novels at which Chow scribbles away)–the opposite of the marriage of pitch-perfect tragedy and restraint accomplished in In the Mood. I suppose that the final message of the movie was that, for a man who will never again lend his heart, love affairs will by definition be short and shallow and meaningless, a point which we have just been laboriously illustrated for 2 hours. The poetry of that message, however, pales as the film’s redeemer–no doubt many have said it better.
HOWEVER. If the film is weak on its own, it actually serves In the Mood brilliantly. If we can imagine that WKW has spent all of that energy and money to make a glorified postlude which buttresses the genius not only of the cinematography but the sincerity of the romance in ITMFL, it bears renewed merit. Although I’m not sure it’s ever a great compliment to a film maker that his movie is very good for making his other movie look good in comparison.”
talk about missing the point.
also, the same cannot be said about blog posts. baked goods are more often sincere.
A list of potential reasons that Kenny Scharf feels less dated than Basquiat and Haring, despite having been their contemporary:
1. He isn’t dead
2. I wouldn’t exactly say that he ever really “peaked”
3. Haring was less of an artist than a rape victim of 90’s shower curtain/coaster motifs
Yesterday I saw Marina Abramovic shopping for a blender in Crate and Barrel on Houston and West Broadway. I kid you not.
Me: I’ll meet you there at 8:45?
Matty: I feel like you are kidnapped
Much has been said about the recent opening of the NJ MoCA in Asbury Park; most notably, “How did you get to Asbury park?” and, “I didn’t realize how far away this would be.”
1. If it is important that a name appear as large as possible on a package, choose a name like TIDE and not SCREAMING YELLOW ZONKERS
2. In Belgium and Sweden, advertising is not allowed on television. You might suppose that this results in extraordinarily high standards of advertising in magazines and newspapers, but it doesn’t.
3. The consumer is not a moron, she is your wife.
-d.o.
where i went since may:
He rattled against her removal like a toddler against chair legs: it was unreasonable, and stubborn, and clumsy, and all the other things one hoped he might grow out of.
“I am going to see every kind of doctor,” he said.
“Oh yeah?” She was, impossibly, reading TIME magazine, which he had thought they’d stopped publishing years ago.
“Yeah. I am going to get an MRI. It is going to be like Heaven.”
“What is Heaven like? What are you saying that you imagine?”
“Well, like a white room. Like a lab. And it will be very nice, and everyone will be there.”
“Like who?”
“Like you.”
“The archbishop of Lima, whom we shall know later in a more graceful connection, hated her with what he called a Vatinian hate, and counted the cessation of her visits among the compensations of dying.”
And, later:
“There was something in Lima that was wrapped up in yards of violet satin from which protruded a great dropsical head and two fat pearly hands; and that was its archbishop.”
blanko + noiry @ robert melee’s talent show @ the kitchen
If only I’d known the word “ctenoid” when I was more in the habit of using the word “fishscale.”
“ . Maybe that’s the way to go.”
“ .
No, I don’t think so.”
“. Me either.”
Paris: “my favorite way to think about death is that a) i will be sleeping
b) i was dead forever before i was alive
and c) lots of cool people are dead already.
liked edgar allen poe.”
Painting is never as easy as you remember it to be. It’s like that weekend when you went to Houston and everybody really, really liked Amores Perros a lot even though it came out two years ago but people still threw parties for it.
