Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sad. Show all posts

Tuesday

louise bourgeois.




'art is a guarantee of sanity. that is the most important thing i have said.'

Thursday

a dreaded sunny day.

this week it stopped raining long enough to go check out bonaventure cemetery {finally}. i'm excited to go back again once it's warmer out.












for jerome — with love and squalor.



"what really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. that doesn't happen much, though."

r.i.p. friend.


{image via flickr}

Saturday

still ill.



feel better moz. this might confirm my morrissey costume idea. flowers and all.

Tuesday

like the wind.



r.i.p. sweet prince.

{click image
to download
she's like the wind}

Sunday

it's all gone.



interior view of the home of MoMA’s chief curator of media, klaus biesenbach.

Friday

it had to be you.





i want huge, huge, giant prints of both of these images. i want to surround myself with annie.




{these are both
references for
a project
that i'm working on
and are therefore
outside the realm
of my internet ban.
}

Tuesday

"i can't, i have finals."



i've been doing too much work-work and not enough school-work and definitely not enough art-work, so i'm going to have to take a little looking-at-the-internet break until i catch up on all that i want and need to-do. boo-hoo.


Saturday

X.



diary page from theodore roosevelt on february 14th, 1884. on this day both his mother and wife died, eleven hours apart.

Monday

fa-fa-fa-fa-fa (sad song)



this weekend kind of sucked. listening to otis redding helps.


{sad balloon by crazy crayola}

Thursday

the last thylacine.



the last known motion picture footage taken of a living thylacine, a now extinct carnivorous marsupial. just a few seconds of black-and-white footage of the animal pacing backwards and forwards in its enclosure, taken in 1933, three years before it's death from exposure and neglect. ugh. how could people be so terrible to a beautiful tiger-dog with a pouch??





Friday

andy wyeth.



andy wyeth died today. the entire wyeth family's work has surrounded me throughout my life. my great grand uncle is howard pyle, teacher to andy's father n.c. and owner to the boots used in this painting. my mother grew up in chadds ford right down the street from n.c. wyeth's house and studio. jamie wyeth hung out with my uncle and his friend taught my mom how to swear. my grandmother used to work at the brandywine river museum and knows more about the paintings there than she was allowed to tell. i associate the wyeth's with my mother's side of the family and with my grandmother especially, this just reminds me that she's in her 90's as well. rest in peace, andrew newell wyeth. sigh.


{if i had to narrow it down
i would say that
garret room [above]
is my favorite
andy wyeth painting.
if you get a chance
to visit the brm
and see it
in person
i highly recommend
that you do.
it is stunning.}


Thursday

no es fácil de entender.



rebekah del río covering roy orbison's crying in david lynch's mulholland drive.

the universe is expanding.



annie hall is the best movie. it always cheers me up when i'm depressed about how someday the universe will "break apart and that will be the end of everything."

Monday

laika.



laika was a soviet space dog who became the first living mammal to orbit the earth and the first orbital casualty. she died a few hours after launch from stress and overheating, probably due to a malfunction in the thermal control system. the true cause of her death was not made public until decades after the flight. it was not until 1998, after the collapse of the soviet regime, that one of the scientists responsible for sending laika into space, expressed regret for allowing her to die: "work with animals is a source of suffering to all of us. we treat them like babies who cannot speak. the more time passes, the more i'm sorry about it. we shouldn't have done it... we did not learn enough from this mission to justify the death of the dog." on april 11, 2008, russian officials unveiled a monument to laika.

cubbie.



cubbie "scarface" kane, march 16 1991 - november 3 2008. going home to visit mom and dad's just won't be the same. :(

Wednesday

condenses into a fog.



ahh why is it so cold!!!???? "feels like 30F", i'm not ready for it to be winter yet! guess i have to keep moving further south. equador on my mind.

{photo from glenatron}

Saturday

only the good die young.







stefan sagmeister's piece for the urban play portion of this years experimentadesign taking place in amsterdam. gone too soon.

{found at we made this}

goodbye levi.



levi stubbs, lead singer of pretty much my favorite soul group ever, the four tops, passed away yesterday.