failed suicide attempt in a wedding dress
![the now controversial tyler shields portrait of lindsay lohan.
i sort of agree with salon.com: “[…] [A]n individual photographer, solely pursuing his own vision, has every right to dream up whatever scenarios strike his fancy. This Shields guy is into blood and pain and “Star Wars” characters. That’s his thing.
Art isn’t always easy or safe or unthreatening. It’s not all catchy covers of Katy Perry songs in prime time. And even if it’s great that the Morris photos will now be used to help women in crisis, they weren’t created to “raise awareness” or be “helpful.” Sometimes art is tough as hell. Sometimes it makes us angry, or reminds us of things that hurt. Sometimes it mixes up the sacred and the profane, the beautiful and the horrible. You can love it or hate it, but if you think its job is to not upset you, you’re missing the point. Sometimes, its job is simply to hit you right in the face.”](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr4ckfZ9sB1qzbziwo1_500.jpg)
the now controversial tyler shields portrait of lindsay lohan.
i sort of agree with salon.com: “[…] [A]n individual photographer, solely pursuing his own vision, has every right to dream up whatever scenarios strike his fancy. This Shields guy is into blood and pain and “Star Wars” characters. That’s his thing.
Art isn’t always easy or safe or unthreatening. It’s not all catchy covers of Katy Perry songs in prime time. And even if it’s great that the Morris photos will now be used to help women in crisis, they weren’t created to “raise awareness” or be “helpful.” Sometimes art is tough as hell. Sometimes it makes us angry, or reminds us of things that hurt. Sometimes it mixes up the sacred and the profane, the beautiful and the horrible. You can love it or hate it, but if you think its job is to not upset you, you’re missing the point. Sometimes, its job is simply to hit you right in the face.”
There would be as great an inconvenience in seeing spirits always with us, as in seeing the air that surrounds us, or the myriads of microscopic animals that flutter around us and on us.
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| — | Allan Kardec, The Book on Mediums (1878) |
Punks not dead it just smells bad: Burberry does studded leather (spring 2011)
pix from: glamazonsblog.com
give them all to me please.
-eric
How many times have I longed to be able to assail the sun, snatch it out of the universe, make a general darkness, or use that star to burn the world. Oh, that would be a crime!
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| — | Marquis De Sade |
The now decomposed cadaver becomes a host to Acaridae, which absorb the last traces of moisture. Desiccated and mummified, the corpse still harbors parasites, the larvae of beetles, Aglossa cuprealis and Tineola baiselliella maggots, which complete the cycle.
Bruno could still see the beautiful deep black coffin with a silver cross. It was a soothing, even happy image: he knew his grandfather would be at peace in such a magnificent coffin. He did not learn about Acaridae and the host of parasites with names like Italian film stars until later. But even now the image of his grandfather’s coffin remained a happy one.
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| — | a lovely little image in a storm of fat people sex and anti-free love by Michel Houellebecq, in The Elementary Particles; or, Atomized |
A gentleman does not believe that death is terrible. An inconvenience perhaps, a slight limitation on your social life.
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| — | Simon Critchley |
