Deuce portrays an awkward encounter between a man and a woman that triggers their individual fantasies.
By Monica Cook, also the author of this filthy opulent painting:
She’s one of our references for an upcoming project that explores the plasticity and visibility of hidden voluptuous flesh.
I’m very curious about her other animation called “Volley”:
They’re so beautiful!
Death came close to me these days, while I was sitting on the sofa thinking about the bright future.
I’ve been having dreams about tropical jungles, weird tiny creatures crawling up my bedroom’s wall, big mountains…
There was this boy that came to me and whisper in my ear some unintelligible language, felt like he had his tongue all inside me, so strange and pleasant. I close my eyes as if I was high on mdma. I kept hearing his voice talking about places where fear didn’t exist, only pleasure, until he tried to convince me to jump out of a cliff into the wild river. I thought about my friend Patri and what was she feeling when she jumped out of her balcony. It was like a moment of sharing.
After that dream, at class, we read a play from Mark Ravenhill, The Cut. There’s a dialogue between Paul and John where, at some point, Paul closes his eyes and John tells him about a place, in the middle of the woods, where there’s only himself, no history, no society, no nothing, just peace, just the truth. When Paul opens his eyes he begs John to shoot him.
I’ve been speaking with skulls while listening to Yma Sumac and Arthur Lyman.
El espacio y tiempo vacío que existe entre cada post.
Si fueran míos estos vídeos, configuraría el blog para que se auto publicaran cada vez que paso más de 2 o 3 días sin escribir. Así se entendería que la razón no es el olvido sino la ausencia por oscilación, o quietud…
Me gusta la idea de la muerte en movimiento.
(photo from Art Fag City, from San Francisco Chonicle)
Hace 2 veranos salí inspirada y contenta de su retrospectiva en el Guggenheim de NY. Sus ilustraciones, instalaciones, esculturas y traumas transformados han sido siempre referentes, mientras viva y ahora muerta. Con 98 años se ha mantenido para siempre artísticamente viva.
(nice photo)
They really think they are saving them and the ladies are having a wonderful time enjoying it. It’s all about pleasure.
I’ve been doing a refresh these days
