Tag: art
Repetition with variation. Magic.
I know that in typography “dazzling” is a technical term where your eyes get confused by large areas of small, intense contrasts. Maybe quilting has that too.
Nighttime, trees, rocky beaches…
I’ve been going through some old photos that my mum brought me. They show a lot of crouching at the beach. This collage looked familiar in two ways then: the beach crouching from when I was small, and the nighttime trees from my neighbourhood now. I think this new combination will add something to my night walks.
Two nudes.
La Mort C’est Pop, recalibrating my pop-meter.
This is another old draft that has been hanging around. I think I intended to write something about pop death, and forgot what it was because it was meaningless bullshit. This is a draft from the period where I was just reblogging pretty images.
Cutesy graffiti, slight variation on urban decay…
Obsessive art, staples.
Speaker faces.
I want to build this art in my living room. It could be wired to the “Speakers B” switch on the stereo, for special occasions.
Also, butter is delicious.
Assorted Peters, on plaques.
Genitals, faces, hetero coupling, art.
I care more about the faces-in-crotches than the genital-heads. I think it is because I imagine those people kissing with the mouths on their protruding faces and it seems irrelevant what their huge, blind, brainless heads are doing. So many more senses on your face. Disorienting.
Labs with abs.
