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Mar 10 th Wed
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My Bloody Valentine. Don’t Ask Why.

Mar 9 th Tue
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I really enjoyed walker percy's the moviegoer.
most of all because of how much i related to binx bolling's worldview. i never read a book before where i felt such a kinship with the protagonist. binx doesn't seem to be easily swayed by the values of others. there's a part in the book where his aunt asks him if he feels the need to "make a contribution." he replies, "no."
i hear all these grandiose pop songs with their sunny dispositions and it makes me nauseous. pessimism and optimism are equally delusional. they seem to say: "don't forget to live your life!" i AM living my life. i have no desire to jump from aeroplanes or win the nobel prize.
it is amusing to me that these people, who supposedly "have it all", are so filled with yearning. so... it turns out that quest for approval got you nowhere, eh?
that says it all for me.
charlatans.
go sell your shampoo
to someone else.
Mar 2 nd Tue
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I am always amused by a quote from proverbs that is displayed on a parkbench as an advertisement for a church. it reads: "the fear of god is the beginning of wisdom" haha. i have nothing against the beliefs of christians, i just think if you're looking to convert someone you have to assume that they don't already believe.
Feb 27 th Sat
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Luc Ferrari. Etude aux sons tendus.

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Cy Twombly. Untitled. (1990)

Cy Twombly. Untitled. (1990)

Feb 26 th Fri
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I just don't get this pop culture jazz. why are people so preoccupied with people they'll never know or a conversation with? i guess the same could be said of me. except my interest is in what they do, rather than their personal lives. i
don't have a personal relationship with those people, nor do i want to... it seems so empty when we could be sharing our lives with each other instead.
Feb 21 st Sun
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No one expects a seagull to be anything other than a seagull. it is beyond our rules, our qualifications. i see a flock flying through the air and i realize i am gazing on perfection. no expects a seagull to build a civilization. being a seagull is simply enough and by definition, a measure of its perfection. we are dwelling in a landscape of ghosts. of dreams. our perfection is beyond our being. another place, another time. i smile at the seagulls, they have it figured out.
Feb 20 th Sat
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Once, after finishing a picture, I thought I would stop for awhile, take a trip, do things — the next time I thought of this, I found five years had gone by.
— Willem de Kooning
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i’m not sure what it is exactly that i’m painting these days, but it has got my attention. and it makes sense to do it. it feels good to “step off of the ledge.” to take the training wheels off. to let something emerge. everything i am going to do from now on is going to be entirely improvised. it seems much more sincere.

Feb 18 th Thu
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