She sits cross legged on her bed, dipping a soup spoon into a jar of peanut butter. This is dinner and this is her night, spent anxiously transferring pieces of her heart onto the keys of a laptop, and pressing post.
Every crudely crafted bit of prose, every paltry excuse for a poem is either for…
“I tried to paint on canva : fists were paintbrushes & blood was oil.”
This piece is actually my first performance. My aim was to use my body as it really is : a material. So I fused a canva and a piece of waterproof fabric wherein I cut up a circle.
In that way, all I had to do was to hit the canvas with my fists, as hard as possible to paint the circle with my blood. I choose the geometrical form of the circle because in this work, I wanted to show what Man is able to do : From his most vulgar impulses like violence, up to his the most complex reasoning ability.
I did it during five minutes, I hit the canvas 569 times. I recorded it with a camera.
To my mind, that is what differentiates humans from animals : The competence of thinking before acting and to not yield to the most devouring impulses. I think this is why the Human is so tortured : He is without-cease tug between impulses and Reason.
Picture #1 : My fists some hours after the performance
Picture #2 : My fists two weeks later.
Pictures #3,4,5,6 & 7 : Some frame from the video recording I’ve made.
Picture #8 : The final object.
Kitten: I shall groom you, friend dog!
Kitten: I have made a tactical error.
if i was music i’d be a single
yeah because you’re the best song on the album
WHEN DID EVERYONE ON THIS WEBSITE GET SO SMOOTH WHY IS THIS NOT HAPPENING TO ME
I mean…I’m in if y’all are in!!
i’m down for it
INTERNATIONAL TUMBLR DAY SET AS MARCH 3RD. EVERYONE MAKE YOUR SHIRT AND REBLOG THIS SO EVERYONE KNOWS!
march 3rd, guys— paint your fandoms on the shirt!
John on how he asked out Sarah for the first time:
So I sent an email to 7 of my friends, including Sarah, and I said, ‘Does anyone want to go see ‘Lost in Translation’ tonight?’ and then I sent an email immediately afterwards to the 6 of my friends who weren’t Sarah and I said, ‘NOT YOU.’
JOHN GREEN IS PERFECTION.
ANYONE WHO THINKS OTHERWISE IS WRONG.
and then after being friends for a while he asked her if she was seeing anyone and she said no and he said “does that mean i can pursue you now?” and she said yes and he walLKED ACROSS THE ROOM AND KISSED HER
being a girl is really fucking expensive
hahahahhhAHAHAHAHhahahahahhahahah WHO IS PAYING FOR YOUR DATES
hahahahhhAHAHAHAHhahahahahhahahah WHO IS PAYING FOR OUR TAMPONS, PADS, ULTRA SOUNDS, PAP SMEARS, OB/GYN VISITS, BRAS, CLOTHES, MAKE UP, HAIR PRODUCTS TO GO ON DATES WITH FUCKERS LIKE YOU?
Since this comes up sometimes, here’s a list of my favorite books/things I would recommend reading, made rebloggable by request :)