"There’s an impermanence here—anything metal can decay, and in this city everything is metal, everything is in danger of disappearing."
"There is such a thing as the courage in remaining baffled."
Donald Antrim (via mttbll)
"& on the eighth day, god said let there be fierce & that’s the story about the first snap, the hand’s humble attempt at thunder, a small sky troubled by attitude // & on the ninth day, God said Bitch, werk & Adam learned to duck walk, dip, pose, death drop, Eve became the fruit herself, stared lion’s in the eye & dared to bite // & on the tenth day, God wore a blood red sequin body suit, dropped it low, named it Sunset // & on the eleventh day God said guuuurrrrrl & trees leaned in for gossip, water went wild for the tea, & the airtight with shade // & on the twelfth day, Jesus wept at the mirror, mourning the day his sons would shame his sons for walking a daughter’s stride, for the way his children would learn to hate the kids // & on the thirteenth day, God barely moved, he laid around dreaming of glitter; pleased with the shine, sad so many of his children would come home covered in it, parades canceled due to rain of fist & insults & rope & bullets // & on the fourteenth day God just didn’t know what to do with himself"
Yue Minjun (Chinese, b. 1962), Great Joy, 1993. Oil on canvas, 182.4 x 251.9 cm.
William John Leech (Irish, 1881-1938), Grey Bridge, Regent’s Park. Oil on canvas, 30¼ x 38¼ in.