"Life has always taken place in a tumult without apparent cohesion, but it only finds its grandeur and its reality in ecstasy and in ecstatic love."-Georges Bataille
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
twilight
where insulation from the trifles of life takes place, and where the tree of life cradles you and allows for the surging forth of creativity
Saturday, October 1, 2011
we pay a high price
This is the price we pay
for scavenging through the devil's pocket
rife with soot and lint and malice
I'm through forewarning, go on, have it
Have it all, submerge yourselves
Have it all, the deceit, the wealth
But deals with the devil
don't come around too often
and his insidious charm?
Proceed with caution
The fetid scent of artifice transmutes itself
into raging creatures of the night
And if the sleep of reason produces Goya's monsters
I must admonish you, prepare yourselves for an apocalyptic fight
for scavenging through the devil's pocket
rife with soot and lint and malice
I'm through forewarning, go on, have it
Have it all, submerge yourselves
Have it all, the deceit, the wealth
But deals with the devil
don't come around too often
and his insidious charm?
Proceed with caution
The fetid scent of artifice transmutes itself
into raging creatures of the night
And if the sleep of reason produces Goya's monsters
I must admonish you, prepare yourselves for an apocalyptic fight
the pure state of mind
The dilapidated mind transmuted into monumental industrial architecture. The synapses of a lunatic's, intrinsically artistic, mind.
Dara Scully
If "Where the Wild Things Are" and literary "Alice in Wonderland" were to fuse and be transposed within a pictorial frame, its physiognomy would resemble something quite similar to the afore-posted photographs. Idle gossiping with brutish and savage creatures, deliberately exaggerated diminutive objects that seem to insinuate mankind's tendency to self-aggrandize, and flights of fancy (quite literally) conflate and evoke fantastical and whimsical sentiments within the viewer. I adore this native Swedish photographer.
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