Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Friday, October 28, 2011
Don'ts of an Artist
As I have began to come into my own, and truly make what I do a form of art, I find so many road blocks on my way to being where I want to be. The only way to succeed as an artist, is to have guidelines to live by. I know that sounds ironic because artists are free spirits, but there are things that you must constantly remind yourself not to do. I'm guessing thoughts like those are what brought about the ideals I wrote the other day. Who knows.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Body Image x Kim Selling
Fat-bottomed Girls — Kim Selling.
This is a super-powerful piece about body image. It's amazing. I love her scruffy poetic rhythm.
Monday, April 25, 2011
LOVES DECEIT X BIG RUBE
So, I just finished watching ATL (you know? the movie with T.I. and Lauren London?) and I realized, well remembered, how much I love the poem at the end. It gives me goosebumps every time I hear it so I figured I'd share it with you guys. I put my favorite lines in red.
Pleasure turns to the pain of lessons learned from the strain of the questions burned in my brain about whether love is humane in its touch
These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit
Fighting a current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
Chaotic because the anchor of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
Separation not as simple as the distance between us
My mind no longer possessed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they’ve cracked the foundation of what we once shared
Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river
Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from its mothers arms
I’m left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it
My loneliness like night air; invisible to the eye obvious to the touch, in its cold uncomfortable ness
Yet If I could do all over again I’d do it in the same skin I’m in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love lie
No, no, no, no, not I
I’ll stay around and let love fly
Even though I’ve seen its darkest form; deceit
Nothing else could tastes this warm or feel this sweet
Big Rube
Pleasure turns to the pain of lessons learned from the strain of the questions burned in my brain about whether love is humane in its touch
These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit
Fighting a current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
Chaotic because the anchor of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
Separation not as simple as the distance between us
My mind no longer possessed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they’ve cracked the foundation of what we once shared
Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river
Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from its mothers arms
I’m left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it
My loneliness like night air; invisible to the eye obvious to the touch, in its cold uncomfortable ness
Yet If I could do all over again I’d do it in the same skin I’m in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love lie
No, no, no, no, not I
I’ll stay around and let love fly
Even though I’ve seen its darkest form; deceit
Nothing else could tastes this warm or feel this sweet
Big Rube
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