1. lazz:

    “Here, abstract means: never present in position, only ever in passing. This is an abstractness pertaining to the transitional immediacy of a real relation—that of a body to its own indeterminacy (its openness to an elsewhere and otherwise than it is, in any here and now) … The charge of indeterminacy carried by a body is inseparable from it.”

    — Brian Massumi, Parables for the Virtual 

  3. (nin4t3hwin)

    sharon hayes, may 1st, 2012, letterpress print, five of five

    (Source: fuqbitchesgetmonet, via onlycolorandlight)

  4. lookerlooker:

    badly sung pop heartbreak feels for yr solstice.

    the best-weirdest things that have happened to me in the last six months are:

    1. becoming IRL for real real friends with ex-boyfriends ex (or whatever) girlfriends/internet friends. 

    2. getting really into katy perry, not even for pop feels, like in a way less fraught way. i have listened to this song like 200 times in the last 2 days. i blame it all on lookerlooker




    I’m gonna queue a series I wrote a few weeks ago. It’s something I’ve been meaning to address for years. Once I wrote these, I never posted them because, rereading the morning after, I was terribly embarrassed at how earnest/boring they were at points. (Who was it that posted recently about overshare hangovers?) I’m at least going to post a few of them, though. At least a few of them are alright, and they’re certainly Need to Know.

    eta: by earnest/boring I mean “not very good.”

    last night or the night before i wrote a post with the above title that said “i keep trying to coerce everyone online and IRL and no one will take me up on it. you are all wrong, we should totally publish our old, terrible, no-longer-relevant-seeming drafts. it would be extremely feminist.” then i saved it in my drafts. but seriously it is a good idea and i wish i could make a more convincing argument right now. 


  6. "in 1965, after keeping a journal for seven years, i concluded that i had nothing to say. i gave up writing in my journal, not resuming until 1969. thus i became invisible even to myself. i didn’t know what i do now, that everyone has something to say, that you write to find out what it is. i didn’t see how the culture was erasing me, or how i was joining it to silence myself."
    — priscilla lang, “we called ourselves sisters,” in the feminist memoir project: voices from women’s liberation. i never have any idea what i’m talking about when i start. YOU WRITE TO FIND OUT WHAT IT IS.”  

  7. liz phair on lana del rey and “how dare she?”


    “Let me break it down for you: she’s writing herself into existence. She’s giving herself a part to play because, God knows, no one else will and she wants to matter in this life. As far as I can tell, it’s working. I went straight to iTunes and bought her new release “Born To Die” in toto (how often do I do that??) because it was more than a collection of songs or a performance, it was a phenomenon. Maybe all the more so because she’s not overwhelmingly talented. The minute I hear the whisperings of “how dare she,” I’m interested. I don’t have to like it, it doesn’t have to be worthy.

    via WSJ

    wow. french feminist theory in the wsj. liz also says, “lana del rey is exactly what I was hoping to inspire when I took on the male rock establishment almost twenty years ago with my debut record, ‘exile In guyville.’”

    i actually “read” (skimmed) some “real” music criticism on LDR the other day and kept asking myself, “are these people serious?” and then was like, yes, that’s the problem, these people are deadly serious, and seriously debating the debate about “talent” and “authenticity” and “albums.” i mean, who listens to albums? it’s all about watching her. you have to watch “born to die" and see her rolling her eyes because it’s the only thing for her to do or really feel "video games" because you sometimes see a slight time lag between her lips moving and her singing, which makes the point exactly. so does the idea of video games, because who plays video games, everyone is on twitter. it’s feminist boredom all over the place and has been forever. 

    rgr said something the other day about how she is too skilled and it’s true: it’s like, she’s not skilled enough, she’s too skilled, and that’s why every video feels exactly like what it’s like. LDR doesn’t look like she knows if her melancholy is real either. these are videos to play on your computer while you put on way too much makeup and way too short skirts and have a drink and maybe don’t even go anywhere, just search tumblr’s archives for “lana del rey” and like a whole bunch of them and scroll through them until you fall asleep. the one where she is covered in blood is my favorite. 

    also, i think i’m making the point, too, since i’m completely off the LDR news cycle. 

  8. elanormcinerney:

    ‘Female Trouble’, Elizabeth Gumport’s review of Chris Kraus in the new issue of n+1 is SO SO GOOD.

    i want to read this right now. 

  9. thematerialworld:

    Today, let’s give ourselves permission to make art that pays absolutely no regard to what art is supposed to be like.  It might suck!  Who cares!  This song sucks!  I listen to it all the time!

    why is everything so great. 

  10. nic-rad:

    I wrote about a few of my favorite shows this year for Artlog

    (above: Anna Betbeze, Sphinx, 2011, wool, acid dyes, watercolor, 120 × 120″. Courtesy Kate Werble Gallery)

    i was so into lacuna and i am so into this. 

    (via nopenope)