Andy Warhol Almost Dies

“talking to him was like talking to a chair” 

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Women are sick of suffering violence. Today they want to express their own violence, matured over centuries of oppression, to exit from immobility, to reappropriate for all the spaces that belong to them.

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richard avedon, andy warhol, artist, new york, august 29, 1969, 1975  i didn’t really want to see richard avedon because zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz but i thought josh was so nice to have picked out some shows for us and also everything was already fun. anyway i was totally wrong. oh my god, those bullet holes are so real. i don’t care about your sad scar. 

richard avedon, andy warhol, artist, new york, august 29, 1969, 1975 

i didn’t really want to see richard avedon because zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz but i thought josh was so nice to have picked out some shows for us and also everything was already fun. anyway i was totally wrong. oh my god, those bullet holes are so real. i don’t care about your sad scar. 

"an aesthetics of boredom retains the modernist impulse of provocation and calculated assault."

patrice petro, “after shock, between boredom and history,” in aftershocks of the new: feminism and film history  

“reaching the door, she paused a moment and thought of what her husband had forbidden, realizing he might punish her for being disobedient. but the temptation was so strong, she couldn’t resist it. i’m not afraid, i’m not afraid, i’m not afraid.” 

i watched catherine breillat’s bluebeard tonight and it was really good. i liked the lies they told each other: his “if you tell me the truth, you’ll never anger me” to her ”i’m in the lair of an age-old eagle. born to protect me. just me.” and then there is his decapitated head on a platter and the look on her face while she stokes his hair. 

bummersum:

part of the first verse of this song got stuck in my head while i was in the shower, so as soon as i hopped out i had to listen to it over and over:

i let the beast into soon

i don’t know how to live without my hand on his throat

i fight him always and still

oh darling it’s so sweet

you think you know how crazy

how crazy i am

this is such a good live performance. also, her hair, i love it. probably one of the main reasons why i insist on not brushing my hair and making sure it looks like i never do: so i look like a manic mess.

her manic mess look is so delightfully pre-olsen. such well-chosen lines to quote. i would only add: 

i may be soft in your palm but i’ll soon grow

hungry for a fight, and i will not let you win 

my pretty mouth will frame the phrases that will 

disprove your faith in man 

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brutal frivolity as a political position

kj:ps. someone on tumblr recently used the tag “brutal frivolity,” which i think we should take up. i like the idea of us being brutally frivolous. i mean, i think we already are. 

as: i REALLY like that

i am reading the accursed share right now and it feels very related

the waste that is luxury that is also eroticism and violence

kj: i feel like this is a feminism i can practice 

above, tiny love bites. below, nicole eisenman’s image, at the whitney biennale, which we continue to laugh at 2 weeks later. 

stayupgirl: If you missed Andrzej Zulawski’s “Possession” when it played at Film Forum last December, I highly recommend catching it at BAM this weekend. if i can get over my innate desire to almost never leave my bed, and if i can compartmentalize that i still have 40 or however many books to read in the next month (i refuse to count), i will walk over to BAM this weekend to see this critical film. aliza, who brought me a kitchen gadget when i needed one to make eating cheese and crackers possible, already got really excited and said maybe it’s just the thing for her to write about for the safety conference that i think could be really important to our lives. “research,” always. 

stayupgirl:

If you missed Andrzej Zulawski’s “Possession” when it played at Film Forum last December, I highly recommend catching it at BAM this weekend.

if i can get over my innate desire to almost never leave my bed, and if i can compartmentalize that i still have 40 or however many books to read in the next month (i refuse to count), i will walk over to BAM this weekend to see this critical film. aliza, who brought me a kitchen gadget when i needed one to make eating cheese and crackers possible, already got really excited and said maybe it’s just the thing for her to write about for the safety conference that i think could be really important to our lives. “research,” always.