I assumed it was tbh
― Οὖτις, Thursday, 27 December 2018 23:01 (five years ago) link
The part about exclamation marks is sincere, everything else is satire.
― pomenitul, Thursday, 27 December 2018 23:03 (five years ago) link
haha!
― imago, Thursday, 27 December 2018 23:04 (five years ago) link
but seriously, haha
― imago, Thursday, 27 December 2018 23:05 (five years ago) link
even as a fan of dizzyingly long sentences i have to confess that going through my drafts changing half of the commas to full stops improves my writing tenfold.
https://www.e-flux.com/journal/45/60100/international-disco-latin/ been a while since i read this article but it was good iirc.
― lazy rascals, spending their substance, and more, in riotous living (Merdeyeux), Friday, 28 December 2018 13:10 (five years ago) link
how to artist: have parents/family with money/clout, unless you're 'an exception to the rule'
― reggie (qualmsley), Friday, 28 December 2018 15:00 (five years ago) link
https://i.pinimg.com/236x/30/0b/ac/300bac7815ef0aad0f57f326a8e690d9--los-simpson-the-simpsons.jpg
― Evan, Friday, 28 December 2018 18:18 (five years ago) link
But who is it that is willingly writing porn here?
― j., Friday, 28 December 2018 18:23 (five years ago) link
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2019/07/29/rediscovering-natalia-ginzburg
From these griefs, suffered when she was just beginning to write, Natalia learned that unhappiness, though it feels quite powerful, doesn’t always help one write well. As she said in her essay “My Vocation” (1949):When we are happy our imagination is stronger; when we are unhappy our memory works with greater vitality. Suffering makes the imagination weak and lazy. . . . A particular sympathy grows up between us and the characters we invent—that our debilitated imagination is still just able to invent—a sympathy that is tender and almost maternal, warm and damp with tears, intimately physical and stifling. We are deeply, painfully rooted in every being and thing in the world, the world which has become filled with echoes and trembling and shadows, to which we are bound by a devout and passionate pity. Then we risk foundering on a dark lake of stagnant, dead water, and dragging our mind’s creations down with us, so that they are left to perish among dead rats and rotting flowers in a dark, warm whirlpool.Change the “we” to “women,” and that’s basically what Virginia Woolf said in “A Room of One’s Own,” twenty years earlier. Women, if they want to be artists, should stop sloshing around in their emotions. No doubt that statement disappointed many female writers at the time Woolf made it, and it is probably not popular even today. (I wonder what the male-female ratio is in those courses on writing “personal essays.”)
When we are happy our imagination is stronger; when we are unhappy our memory works with greater vitality. Suffering makes the imagination weak and lazy. . . . A particular sympathy grows up between us and the characters we invent—that our debilitated imagination is still just able to invent—a sympathy that is tender and almost maternal, warm and damp with tears, intimately physical and stifling. We are deeply, painfully rooted in every being and thing in the world, the world which has become filled with echoes and trembling and shadows, to which we are bound by a devout and passionate pity. Then we risk foundering on a dark lake of stagnant, dead water, and dragging our mind’s creations down with us, so that they are left to perish among dead rats and rotting flowers in a dark, warm whirlpool.
Change the “we” to “women,” and that’s basically what Virginia Woolf said in “A Room of One’s Own,” twenty years earlier. Women, if they want to be artists, should stop sloshing around in their emotions. No doubt that statement disappointed many female writers at the time Woolf made it, and it is probably not popular even today. (I wonder what the male-female ratio is in those courses on writing “personal essays.”)
― j., Monday, 5 August 2019 22:35 (four years ago) link
https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2019/09/23/whats-the-point/
And what is that truth, the truth of art, that freeing blade, that slaking drink in the desert of the world? It’s this: You are not alone. I am not I; you are not you. We are we. Art bridges the lonely islands. It’s the string that hums from my tin can, over here looking out of my little window, to you over there, looking out of yours. All the world’s power over us lies in its ability to persuade us that we are powerless to understand each other, to feel and see and love each other, and that therefore it is pointless for us to try. Art knows better, which is why the world tries so hard to make art impossible, to immiserate artists, to ban their work, silence their voices, and why it’s so important for all of us to, quite simply, make art possible.
^ michael chabon
― j., Saturday, 28 September 2019 04:10 (four years ago) link
https://www.nytimes.com/2019/10/18/health/dorothea-buck-dead.html
By concealing both her psychiatric history and her forced sterilization, Mrs. Buck was able to enroll in 1942 in a private art school in Frankfurt, where she learned pottery. She worked as a sculptor and taught art from 1969 to 1982 before being overcome by the lingering revelations of mass murder of mental patients by the Nazis, and by what she found to be continuing mishandling of the mentally ill in modern-day Germany.“These hidden medical crimes and the unchanged degrading and inhuman German asylums disturbed me deeply, although I could have used my concentration for my artistic work,” she wrote on her website. “As a sculptor, I lived on public commissions in Hamburg, which could only be gained through competition. When, in 1965, my last bronze objects were placed, I stopped this work. As long as there was no elementary humanity, art seemed less important.”
“These hidden medical crimes and the unchanged degrading and inhuman German asylums disturbed me deeply, although I could have used my concentration for my artistic work,” she wrote on her website. “As a sculptor, I lived on public commissions in Hamburg, which could only be gained through competition. When, in 1965, my last bronze objects were placed, I stopped this work. As long as there was no elementary humanity, art seemed less important.”
― j., Tuesday, 22 October 2019 19:13 (four years ago) link
artists are pitting bots that steal artwork to sell t shirts against disney's copyright practices this rocks lol https://t.co/tkMWjNLqtA— leon (@leyawn) December 4, 2019
― j., Wednesday, 4 December 2019 21:37 (four years ago) link
omg
― change display name (Jordan), Wednesday, 4 December 2019 21:51 (four years ago) link
https://www.artforum.com/diary/sarah-nicole-prickett-and-kaitlin-phillips-on-2019-art-basel-miami-beach-81599
why is everyone such a giant piece of shit
― Peaceful Warrior I Poser (Karl Malone), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:18 (four years ago) link
EDIT: out of the thousands of people mentioned and quoted in that piece, a handful are not a giant piece of shit. why is nearly everyone such a giant piece of shit
― Peaceful Warrior I Poser (Karl Malone), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:19 (four years ago) link
everything about that is terrible
― american bradass (BradNelson), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:22 (four years ago) link
i also can't stand either writer who reported it so i'm not sure why i read it lol
i think a partial yet not satisfying answer to your question karl is "cocaine"
― american bradass (BradNelson), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:23 (four years ago) link
everyone is, in some way, tripping balls with huckabee
― american bradass (BradNelson), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:24 (four years ago) link
why is nearly everyone such a giant piece of shit
they weren't born that way, but they are bent that way
― A is for (Aimless), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:25 (four years ago) link
tried to read this but it was increasing my suffering
― Simon H., Friday, 13 December 2019 18:25 (four years ago) link
even iggy pop comes across as just another old white guy who just fucking die, in the article
― Peaceful Warrior I Poser (Karl Malone), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:31 (four years ago) link
I lol’d + googled “richard mumby”
― El Tomboto, Friday, 13 December 2019 18:33 (four years ago) link
There are a ton of reasons to hate on my town but I do luxuriate in the remarkable distance it puts between my family and whatever that article is about. Like, we have some free museums open to the public, and you can catch an opera at the Kennedy Center. AFAIK there’s no dinners for everyone who spent $50,000 at Balmain, or big ideas about exhibits devoted to Britney. Just nerds and trained killers and spies, for miles around. Lesson: Beaches give people the worst ideas
― El Tomboto, Friday, 13 December 2019 18:43 (four years ago) link
So then, I guess you must you live in Alexandria, or right near it.
― A is for (Aimless), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:49 (four years ago) link
Xpost Don't shit on Bette Midler yo
― 100 Percent That Grinch (Neanderthal), Friday, 13 December 2019 18:50 (four years ago) link
El Tomboto can and prolly will answer this but no, El Tomboto emphatically does not live in Alexandria
― Hereward the Woke (Ye Mad Puffin), Friday, 13 December 2019 20:14 (four years ago) link
I was mistaken. That's what I get for playing at Where's Waldo with an ilxor.
― A is for (Aimless), Friday, 13 December 2019 20:22 (four years ago) link
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/02/06/t-magazine/romantic-relationships.html
Q: Can you help with art suggestions for my severe fear of engulfment when it comes to being involved with someone romantically? This leads me to miss out on opportunities to be with really great guys with whom I connect initially. — Elizabeth, New York CityA: In some ways I am the wrong person to answer this question, as all my life I have willingly gone headlong in search of engulfment. Of course there’s fear. If nothing is at stake — if there’s no risk of grief and desolation when you come out the other side — how can you ever really feel anything? To be wholly dissolved and lost, whether in another person or in the presence of a work of art, in a spiritual encounter or in a greater cause: This can be dangerous, but also freeing — an escape from the prison of the self. You should not be able to walk away unscathed, which is to say, unchanged.
A: In some ways I am the wrong person to answer this question, as all my life I have willingly gone headlong in search of engulfment. Of course there’s fear. If nothing is at stake — if there’s no risk of grief and desolation when you come out the other side — how can you ever really feel anything? To be wholly dissolved and lost, whether in another person or in the presence of a work of art, in a spiritual encounter or in a greater cause: This can be dangerous, but also freeing — an escape from the prison of the self. You should not be able to walk away unscathed, which is to say, unchanged.
― j., Friday, 7 February 2020 00:29 (four years ago) link
Nothing to do with the thread subject, but you can put a hell of a lot of skin in the game and risk plenty of grief when you come out the other side without seeking "engulfment". That sounds rather unhealthy to me. The words to describe what I seek are more on the order of "complete engagement with and commitment to" my relationship.
― A is for (Aimless), Friday, 7 February 2020 01:22 (four years ago) link
i think a primary objective of much art, and a silver lining of darker art, is reduction of suffering by reminding us we're not alone, or simarly, "the only one"
― otm into winter (rip van wanko), Friday, 7 February 2020 01:26 (four years ago) link
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/05/18/opinion/sonny-rollins-art.html
When I go to the museum and I look at a piece of art, I’m transported. I don’t know how, or where, but I know that it’s not a part of the material world. It’s beyond modern culture’s political, technological soul. We’re not here to live forever. Humans and materialism die. But there’s no dying in art.
― j., Monday, 18 May 2020 15:14 (four years ago) link
wow
― jmm, Monday, 18 May 2020 15:48 (four years ago) link
eating breakfast is a waste of time; reducing coronavirus infections is all that mattera
― Wuhan!! Got You All in Check (Camaraderie at Arms Length), Monday, 18 May 2020 16:24 (four years ago) link
tom morello, 1992 pic.twitter.com/jBHKMJKVZ1— chelsea (@cheIseahaynes) June 6, 2020
― j., Saturday, 6 June 2020 19:41 (four years ago) link
is sex important or is reducing suffering all that mattersis ilxor.com importantare hot dogs important
― i will FP you and your entire family (rip van wanko), Saturday, 6 June 2020 20:22 (four years ago) link
has hip hop helped reduce suffering of those who feel suppressed, powerless, trapped, unheard
the cure helps me especially when I was younger
― i will FP you and your entire family (rip van wanko), Saturday, 6 June 2020 20:25 (four years ago) link
i like that tom morello quote tho it does little to explain audioslave
― methinks dababy doth bop shit too much (m bison), Saturday, 6 June 2020 23:40 (four years ago) link
well, in 1996, there was no indication they were going to happen.
― maffew12, Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:28 (four years ago) link
I know ilx likes to ride for this dude and ratm is alright but his singer-songwriter material is some of the most execrable music I have ever heard
― Paul Ponzi, Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:31 (four years ago) link
why are you always such a wet blanket, paul ponzi
― j., Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:34 (four years ago) link
perhaps he is suffering
― A is for (Aimless), Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:35 (four years ago) link
does that mean that we have to
― j., Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:36 (four years ago) link
yes, if are we sentient
― A is for (Aimless), Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:37 (four years ago) link
One man's suffering is another man's reverse schadenfreude.
― pomenitul, Sunday, 7 June 2020 00:41 (four years ago) link
his singer-songwriter material is some of the most execrable music I have ever heard
Singer-songwriter music is a pestilence.
― but also fuck you (unperson), Sunday, 7 June 2020 13:02 (four years ago) link
except when it's the best stuff ever
― i will FP you and your entire family (rip van wanko), Sunday, 7 June 2020 13:15 (four years ago) link
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/05/08/magazine/what-do-we-mean-when-we-call-art-necessary.html
The prospect of “necessary” art allows members of the audience to free themselves from having to make choices while offering the critic a nifty shorthand to convey the significance of her task, which may itself be one day condemned as dispensable. The effect is something like an absurd and endless syllabus, constantly updating to remind you of ways you might flunk as a moral being. It’s a slightly subtler version of the 2016 marketing tagline for the first late-night satirical news show with a female host, “Full Frontal With Samantha Bee”: “Watch or you’re sexist.”
― j., Monday, 15 June 2020 16:11 (four years ago) link
I LOVE music. I’ve essentially dedicated my life to it.. but no song has ever changed the world, not even “We Are The World”— mrk (@MerkSays) June 17, 2020
false
― j., Wednesday, 17 June 2020 20:51 (four years ago) link
What the hell is “changing the world” anyway
― all cats are beautiful (silby), Wednesday, 17 June 2020 21:01 (four years ago) link