Posted 1 month ago


Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
Cold as snow breath, it tamps the womb

Where the yew trees blow like hydras,
The tree of life and the tree of life

Unloosing their moons, month after month, to no purpose.
The blood flood is the flood of love,

The absolute sacrifice.
It means no more idols but me,

Me and you.
So, in their sulfur loveliness, in their smiles

These mannequins lean tonight
In Munich, morgue between Paris and Rome,

Naked and bald in their furs,
Orange lollies on silver sacks.

Intolerable, without mind.
The snow drops its pieces of darkness,

Nobody’s about. In the hotels
Hands will be opening doors and setting

Down shoes for a polish of carbon
Into which broad toes will go tomorrow.

O the domesticity of these windows,
The baby lace, the green-leaved confectionery,

The thick Germans slumbering in their bottomless Stolz.
And the black phones on hooks

Glittering and digesting

Voicelessness. The snow has no voice.

Sylvia Plath, 28 January 1963
Posted 1 month ago

Almost forgot about this…what a shame. 

Posted 1 month ago

Just gonna leave this right here…

Posted 4 months ago

Perfect bag is perfect #bartleby #scrivener #melville

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"When I got into the music industry a majority of female artists I’d seen were trying to regurgitate an ideal of the female image. They were trying to be almost a replica of what was popular. I just found that to be very boring and dishonest. I just wanted to be in control of my clothes. I wanted that choice. That’s the only things that I’m saying. Women should not be marginalized. We shouldn’t play into the sexism." - Janelle Monae [x[

Posted 6 months ago

Yves Klein réalise Anthropométries de l’époque bleue (1960)et peintures feu (1962).

Just remember that an artist used a flamethrower and human paintbrushes. 

Great resource:

Posted 7 months ago



Say it, Dolly!

Keep yourself weird

(Source: thedollypartonscrapbook)

Posted 10 months ago

culturescope: Mistakes I Will Not Make This Summer


- I will not drink gin at the beach. I am not Zelda Fitzgerald, I can’t handle this kind of decadence.

- I will not think, “I don’t need to put sunscreen on today.” Hey, was an Irish person involved in the creation of any member of your family for the last 10 generations? Yes? You need…

Posted 10 months ago

culturescope: CVS-Single


I was in CVS tonight buying ice cream and Goldfish, contemplating stealing some nail polish, and generally fulfilling all of my duties as a god-fearing American. I was on a mission, and usually I block out the faceless masses of the CVS, lest I realize how pathetic y purchases must seem to the…

Posted 10 months ago


Founding Father Pin-Ups, 2nd Ed.: Tread on Me

Posted 11 months ago


Edouard Manet, “Olympia”/ Beyonce, “Check On It”

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