October 2009
“Without community there is no liberation, only the most vulnerable and temporary armistice between an individual and her oppression. But community must not mean a shedding of our differences, nor the pathetic pretense that these differences do not exist.” - Audre Lorde
New word: Moratorium →
1. a suspension of activity: a moratorium on the testing of nuclear weapons.
2. a legally authorized period to delay payment of money due or the performance of some other legal obligation, as in an emergency.
3. an authorized period of delay or waiting.
(via dictionary.com)
September 2009
“Never wanna say: I wish I was there.”
– Pixie Lott | Here We Go Again
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La Roux | Armour Love
“Hello, mystery, don’t bother to explain.”
– Miike Snow | Black & Blue
Judith Supine, cut and paste stoner.
“Some of your older work was concerned with making social and political statements. How has that changed? JS: I don’t know what I’m doing now. I’m just fuckin’ living in an imaginary world and trying to make the little things I imagine. I have no focus.” (via Tokion) Judith Supine (via thinkfaest) Judith Supine (via thescenicsidewalk)
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Nancy Baker
Similar to an essence that Mark Ryden’s art evokes, the work of Nancy Baker creates a collage of the old and new, of the strange and mundane. As I see it, she wow’s me with her ability to posit random objects with one another; her subjects collide - or rather come together - and form a new, daring relationship, one that in most cases has previously been alien to us.
Walking through all the food vendors at school is...
Videos galore. Not really though.
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Watch
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WatchFucking locos.
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WatchHaha… On the streets of Oviedo.
(And that’s the smallest of all the bubbles that guy made!)
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Amanda Blank | A Love Song
Love the Santogold...
Don't wanna snap out of it.
“Meet me halfway.”
– bep
“Tell everyone you know: Open up the door.”
– Miike Snow | Song for No One
The word is on your lips. Say the word. →
Alphabeat | Fascination
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Yann Tiersen | Comtine d’un autre été
Today, I’ll make that post of all the big cultural differences we noticed in Spain.
But first, there’s school (Hello, fall quarter!). Then bike around town? Take a siesta? Eat pho?
And the world slipped from under my toes. I was...
