John Galliano Spring / Summer 1993
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Francois Lesage trompe l’oeil belt, 1986
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Daughters of the Dust dir. Julie Dash (1991)
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@spiiitfire daena surveys everyones ass whether mammoth or not . ...
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“Can you see through a wall? Can you see through human skin? ”
“Duh... but not with your mammoth ass in the way.” Her lips pull back into a girl’s grin, casting a sideward glance usually employed to down-size boys in the mall who stare too long. “You gotta eclipse all the good lighting, huh? Eat it all up for yourself. You just as vain as the rest of us in that Stetson, skulkin’ everywhere ‘cause you don’t gotta look up at anyone under there.” Refuting her own aggrievance, her head tilts on her palm while she squints up at him for a dragging measure of seconds…
She shoots up from her cross-legged perch on the bench, hand pressing down on a carved poem from an unread poet, five-inch heels sweeping over the seat in an arc as she graciously spins around and exclaims,“Whatever! I’m bored with the metaphor talk now.” Hair flicks over her shoulder. “’S high time someone bought you a toothbrush... They let you in any of the drugstores here?”
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"Love, like blood, flows from the heart."
“Where’d you get that? A card in Hot Topic? ‘Cause that shit only rings with kine and I don’t know anybody, all the way from the Carolinas to California, who’s stepped inside’a that scene.” She gives the woman a sideways glance, the deep brown of her eyes flickering to their corners in momentary subtlety -- it saves having to roll them. “But then you don’t look like you pick up your pumps from there either, and even though I was taught to never take His name in vain,” a hand raises up in psuedo-religious gratitude, "thank---the---good---Lord for that... as if it wasn’t a pain in the ass enough already just being here, let alone having to act like I can stand the sight of some two-bit, Marilyn Manson lookin’ stompers... But, whatever. Whoever first gave that line to you -- I sure hope you didn’t bend your neck for’em.”
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❝ twin peaks ❞ starters
from season two
“ Can you see through a wall? Can you see through human skin? ”
“ All things considered, being shot is not as bad as I always thought it might be. ”
“ Its not so bad as long as you can keep the fear from your mind. ”
“ I wish you nothing but the very best, always. ”
“ As above, so below. ”
“ You might practice walking without dragging your knuckles on the floor. ”
“ Are you looking for secrets? Is that it? ”
“ There’s things you can’t get in books. ”
“ Woe to the ones who behold the pale horse. ”
“ J'ai une âme solitaire. I am a lonely soul. ”
“ I’m close, but the last few steps are always the darkest and most difficult. ”
“ So now the sadness comes — the revelation. ”
“ Nothing is simple. We live in a world where nothing is simple. ”
“ No one can know my sorrow. My love is gone. ”
“ Maybe you brought the nightmare with you. And maybe, it will die with you. ”
“ Love, like blood, flows from the heart. ”
“ Replacing the quiet elegance of the dark suit and tie with the casual indifference of these muted earth tones is a form of fashion suicide, but, uh, call me crazy — on you it works. ”
“ Okay. This is it. Guaranteed to cause some sleepless nights. ”
“ I have no idea where this will lead us. But I have a definite feeling it will be a place both wonderful and strange. ”
“ Sometimes I get angry and do things I’m not proud of. ”
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after some deliberation i’ve reduxed daena’s history irt location and time (bio updated!). was actually the initial idea for her that i was too apprehensive to pursue on account of v little knowledge.. that is obv being expanded by research and !! amount of docs added to bbc iplayer recently on american culture..lucky..
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@runrunblvd
“Is your car the one with the ‘BIG DADDY’ bumper sticker? ‘Cause that’s just a dead giveaway of how you deal with your psychosexual issues.” The imposed question (despite her aloof ignorance to any possible gawk of offense she may elicit from the stranger) is asked with an answer she already knows. She’d already seen his waxed back, skull affixed, plastered hair; the garish fluorescence of the gas station’s overhead lights bounding off a head rising out of a vehicle that definitely was not decorated in any proclamations of colossal ego -- no doubt stemming from colossal insecurity -- basic community college psychology.
“I mean, like, the only thing that’s as crass is having ‘PUSSYWAGON’ painted on the trunk.”
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Glenn Ligon, Hands (with detail), 1996
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I’m steady in the business
of overwhelming of nourish and nourish
nourish to death
too much of a good thing
is still too much.
I invented plenty.
Angel Nafis, excerpt from Angel’s Heart Clowns the Ocean (via notmanetstype)
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Candid photos of women wearing high heel platform shoes – Central Park, New York – 1973
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Roj Friberg
“På Balkongen”
1989
(pencil and pastel, 122 x 140 cm)
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*walking down main street sweeping my scythe back and forth in front of me* watch out bitch! watch out bitch!
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