a blue raft on the blue sea

doubledoors:

okayfinetaylor:

So I was looking through files on my computer and came across a sound bite that was titled “dat tangible keisha” so I opened it and it’s just a bunch of clips of John, Kath, Bert, and I laughing…

It’s funny, then it’s creepy, then it’s funny again.

This makes me happy

bahtmun:

"Revenge is never a straight line. It’s a forest, and like a forest it’s easy to lose your way … to get lost … to forget where you came in."

“Art has become too ironical and unintelligible for its own communicative good: It only speaks to those in the esoteric know — those willing to play the art game. Narcissistically fetishized, advanced art loses relational purpose. Caught up in itself, it forgets the audience, which is expected to accept it on its own terms, uncritically: Whatever common ground existed between advanced art and the audience collapses. Holding up a mirror to itself rather than to the audience — as art has done since Aristotle noted the cathartic effect of the insight it afforded — art loses its audience. Thus, advanced art loses its foundation in human experience.”

Taken from A Critical History of 20th-Century Art by Donald Kuspit. (via stilleatingoranges)

I get this quote because i read so many interviews with contemporary artists and they’re just interested in arguing about theory and rehashing the ideas of old dead artists who (tbh) did it better the first time. they seem to have no interest in creating a human connection through their work or making it accessible to anyone who isn’t giving them grants or can’t afford a museum membership. also art has lost much of its revolutionary potential and a lot of it has become this pretentious intellectual circlejerk

but at the same time it’s important to note that Donald Kuspit has written at least one book about how he thinks art has gone to shit since the Old Masters because (western) artists stopped caring about traditional western notions of aesthetics after Duchamp, and that postmodernism / identity politics in art are the nail in the coffin so like…

(via liminalspacestation)

sitting in the back seat browsing my phone, not because I trust the driver but because I heard it’s better if your body isn’t all clenched up when you get in a deathly crash

I’ve lived at my apartment for a week so far and I kinda just feel like rambling about it a little so that I can look back on it later. 

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