This is the second shot by Rick Ochoa that’s flat out stopped me in my tracks - this time the model was Roarie Yum. Check them out - they’re worth further investigation. I promise.
Neat moment at the Webbys last night. Fresh off the $1.1 billion sale of his company, David Karp was there with his mother, Barbara. Though I’d never met her before, Barbara came over to my seat and gave me the world’s biggest hug. She kept saying: “I am so, so proud of you.”
I said to David: “Your mom just made me feel like the most special guy in the world.”
He said: “That’s how she’s made me feel my whole life.”
Can we talk about this guy for a second? He just made a metric fuckton of money in a deal with Yahoo!, and what does he do? He takes his mum to an awards ceremony. Cool, cool guy.
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(Reblogged from amandapalmer)
Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as triggers for experiences. (Roy Ascott’s phrase.) That solves a lot of problems: we don’t have to argue whether photographs are art, or whether performances are art, or whether Carl Andre’s bricks or Andrew Serranos’s piss or Little Richard’s ‘Long Tall Sally’ are art, because we say, ‘Art is something that happens, a process, not a quality, and all sorts of things can make it happen.’ … [W]hat makes a work of art ‘good’ for you is not something that is already ‘inside’ it, but something that happens inside you — so the value of the work lies in the degree to which it can help you have the kind of experience that you call art.
Brian Eno (via jessiethatcher)
I could reblog/post this every day as a constant reminder.
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And I’m sticking it up here for people who define the “good” in Make good art in ways that I definitely didn’t intend…
(via neil-gaiman)Spent Saturday riding around Philly on my first Birthday Beer Bus tour.
Hiding under my covers today. I look weird.
Actually, she always looks beautiful. Try telling her that though.
Not kidding. Tell her that. She ought to hear it.
My Megan. She’s pretty. She just doesn’t know it.
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Your voice is like thick, gooey, melted Nutella.
Truest words ever spoken to my best mate’s ladypartner, Ithaca songstress Mandy Goldman, by one of her friends.
Her voice really IS like melted Nutella.
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Full on butthole action. All day. Every day. Hickory smoked horse buttholes.
Model Cam Damage, when asked to what degree she and her Cuttlefish partake in anal play.
Chris Cobb, an artist based in San Francisco, has created an amazing installation in bookshop called Adobe Books- he catalogued every single one of the 20,000 books by color. The project is titled There is Nothing Wrong in This Whole Wide World. They were arranged by hand over a 10 hour period, and he enlisted the help of 16 volunteers. Such beautiful results, they transformed the bookshop overnight.
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Oh mommy, yes, please…
(Source: showslow)
