a visual collective outlet of inspiration
leonardo’s lament, or lack there of. by sv
mind candy
mechanisms and apparitions
it’s been a wallace stevens couple of weeks for me. one of the most relevant and significant poets of the last several hundred years, there is truly no one like him. although ‘the man with the blue guitar‘ is one of my favorites, his solid voice reading ‘so-and-so reclining on her couch‘ is sublime. the projections, traces of plato, traces of modigliani perhaps? beautiful. by sv
brilliance and bongos
a dear friend of mine sent these to me this morning, this is a must watch for all human beings. feynman was not only one of the most absolutely brilliant minds of the past several hundred years, he was as handsome as he was a badass bongo player. the perfect man? yup. by sv
pirate has become famous for his banana breakfasts
a few of zak smith’s illustrations of the literary paradisiacal masterpiece, thomas pynchon’s gravity’s rainbow. featured at the 2004 whitney biennial and currently residing in the walker art center in minneapolis, you can see the rest here. by sv
advice to a young poet
inspiration from one to another. i’m starving. by sv
henry miller
the brilliant author and painter and one of the greatest minds of the twentieth century, mr. henry miller explores the paradigms of earth, life, death and the thwarting troubles in between. here is a bit of a summary from the man himself:
“no matter what you touch and you wish to know about, you end up in a sea of mystery. you see there’s no beginning or end, you can go back as far as you want, forward as far as you want, but you never got to it, it’s like the essence, it’s that right, it remains. this is the greatest damn thing about the universe. that we can know so much, recognize so much, dissect, do everything, and we can’t grasp it. and it’s meant to be that way, do y’know. and there’s where our reverence should come in. Before everything, the littlest thing as well as the greatest. the tiniest, the horseshit, as well as the angels, do y’know what I mean. tt’s all mystery. all impenetrable, as it were, right?” by sv
beginnings – chiara clemente x marjane satrapi
talking about marjane satrapi. chiara clemente did these great short movies called “beginnings” on artists from misc fields. the one dedicated to marjane satrapi is really nice. the other ones are too. find the first seasons on nyc’s creatives here and the second one on paris’s creatives here. by pp.
poetic realism
inspiration from society at its best. still from marcel carné’s ‘port of shadows’. by sv
ready, aim, fire!
simone de beauvoir and jean-paul sartre, being lovely and wonderful. she should open her eyes before shooting that thing… by sv
the dream of chuang tzu
‘chuang tzu dreamt he was a butterfly and, when he awoke, did not know if he was a man who had dreamt he was a butterfly or a butterfly who was dreaming he was a man.’
an excerpt from jorge luis borges’ extraordinary tales, a favorite train read of mine. from chuang tzu (1889) by herbert allen giles by sv
PASTAFARI
“austrian atheist niko alm supports the church of the flying spaghetti monster, a joke religion conjured up by atheists who say their make-believe stories are no better or worse than any traditional church’s. in 2008, to make a point about his faith’s sanctity compared to others, alm asked to wear a pasta strainer on his head for his driver’s license photo. austrian citizens are only allowed to wear headgear in state IDs for religious purposes, so alm, a spaghetti monster “pastafarian,” argued that a colander is his “religious headgear.”
this week, after avoiding alm for three years and even making him submit to a psychiatric examination, the austrian government caved. alm now has a valid austrian drivers license, complete with colander.”
he has too much free time but at least he got his way by ak
tomorrow started rather blue-ish
“day time comes again tomorrow” thank you to this isn’t happiness. by uh
