November 18, 2012
John Constable English.Hampstead Heath, looking towards Harrow at sunset, 1823

John Constable English.Hampstead Heath, looking towards Harrow at sunset, 1823

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(Notes: 404)
  
November 17, 2012
odilon redon. saint sebastian, 1910-12

odilon redon. saint sebastian, 1910-12

(Source: morethandefunct)

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(Notes: 16)
  
November 16, 2012
cs blanchefleur. Episcopal Cemetery, On Calvary

cs blanchefleur. Episcopal Cemetery, On Calvary

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November 16, 2012
Yves Klein. Antropometrias, 1960.

Yves Klein. Antropometrias, 1960.

(Source: crematorie, via sagerabelaissoul)

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(Notes: 230)
  
November 10, 2012
Andre Derain. Golden Age ghosts & clouds & the sacred things

Andre Derain. Golden Age

ghosts & clouds & the sacred things

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November 10, 2012
Juan Gris. Packet of Cigars

Juan Gris. Packet of Cigars

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(Notes: 2)
  
November 10, 2012
cs blanchefleur. Every Martyr in this Jungle

cs blanchefleur. Every Martyr in this Jungle

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November 8, 2012
"The normal process of life contains moments as bad as any which insane melancholy is filled with, moments in which radical evil gets its innings and takes its solid turn. The lunatics’ vision of horror are all drawn from the material of daily fact. Our civilisation is founded on the shambles, and every individual existence goes out in a lonely spasm of helpless agony. If you protest, my friend, wait until you arrive there yourself."

— William James. from The Varieties of Religious Experience

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(Notes: 152)
  
November 8, 2012
cs blancheflower. all the Caesars to come

cs blancheflower. all the Caesars to come

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November 8, 2012

Jim O’Rourke. Pictures of Adolf Again from United Red Army

Undervalued & Reinterpreted, adumbration of the world to come.

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November 2, 2012
CS Blancheflower. Psychopathic Adumbration Josh left - pushing farther - cleaving to flames of wicked suns - at almost lightspeed.

CS Blancheflower. Psychopathic Adumbration

Josh left -

pushing farther -

cleaving to flames of wicked suns -

at almost lightspeed.

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September 29, 2012
Pavel Tchelitchew, Portrait of Edith Sitwell, 1928

Pavel Tchelitchew, Portrait of Edith Sitwell, 1928

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(Notes: 236)
  
September 29, 2012
cs blancheflower. 17th & N

cs blancheflower. 17th & N

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September 23, 2012
Neu7rinoson Flickr. untitled

Neu7rinoson Flickr. untitled

(Source: hiromitsu, via room-of-flint)

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(Notes: 312)
  
September 19, 2012
(watercolor)     Charles A.A. Dellschau. Houston, Texas - Sunday July 31, 1921 Wicked Things. I say, it’s just smoke -You say - it’s the hair of ghosts.I say it’s the white hair of PoseidonEbbing in the tide in some dead sea.You say it is some Shroud of Turin -where a sun wore it white & earth wore it thinOr the sun wore it white; His faith wore it thin.Unraveling heavenwardSaddled to tiny birdsOr other such wicked thingsEither way they are strugglingEither way they are miniatureEither way they’re invisibleEither way they’re confusedAs Hell would happen.Our pattern of flight is chaotic & blindBut it’s right —Chaos is luck & love blindThe ruthless are subject to hating usJust like the rest of usWe are just like the rest of usThe low need the rest of us to stay aliveThat’s not where confusion liesTruth is the smoke in your eyesConfusion lies in these wicked thingschaos is yourschaos is oursChaos is love & love is blindand then — I see now it’s just smoke. -Spencer Krug

(watercolor)     Charles A.A. Dellschau. Houston, Texas - Sunday July 31, 1921


Wicked Things.

I say, it’s just smoke -
You say - it’s the hair of ghosts.
I say it’s the white hair of Poseidon
Ebbing in the tide in some dead sea.

You say it is some Shroud of Turin -
where a sun wore it white & earth wore it thin
Or the sun wore it white; His faith wore it thin.

Unraveling heavenward
Saddled to tiny birds
Or other such wicked things
Either way they are struggling
Either way they are miniature
Either way they’re invisible
Either way they’re confused
As Hell would happen.

Our pattern of flight is chaotic & blind
But it’s right —
Chaos is luck & love blind

The ruthless are subject to hating us
Just like the rest of us
We are just like the rest of us
The low need the rest of us
to stay alive

That’s not where confusion lies
Truth is the smoke in your eyes
Confusion lies in these wicked things

chaos is yours
chaos is ours
Chaos is love & love is blind
and then —

I see now
it’s just smoke.

-Spencer Krug

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