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A blog about the New York artworld, body modification, mythical beasts, getting high, and wanting to die.
A blog about the New York artworld, body modification, mythical beasts, getting high, and wanting to die.
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Hopefully you can see this picture? The devil is not a good house guest. He befouls your furniture.
I can't believe the lead singer of Boston is dead. Sadness. More than a feeling is one of my favorite songs ever.
Today's goal: jump in the Hudson.
I can't figure out how to get back to somewhere that feels unstuck.
This is an alllegory of living in the village in the 21st century. Christ is the bouncer at one of those befouled clubs for the rich and wannabe bridge and tunnel crowd that actually made enough money selling aging-daddy's stock-option trust funds to afford their "design within reach" tiny apartments and Armani exchange threads. Christ is actually giving the little devil directions to a swank sex club for middle aged naturists.
Swank + middle-aged naturists...I need to see this.
you can Mountain Man, you can.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swank
even better
http://www.swankmag.com/
Eeww.
I'll have an order of the sizzling anal platter, please.
Don't get me wrong, that Duccio painting is amazing, truly unruly. Space time issues like no other, and those blue rock mountains, soooooo synthetic. I just hadn't had any coffee at the time of my comment and the New New York Slime kept me up all night with their clik-clakky heels and inane banter.
This painting is at the Frick, right, Mountain Man?
I love the Frick.
Frickity-Dick.
Today I love the devil. I am beseeching him to come back to my toy city. I have room for you in the sideboard. Come back naughty devil!
Yes this painting is at the Frick. Yes. It is a good painting.
little pink houses, for you and me.
Pink Brick Houses, are there any other kind?
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