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oh, renoir

29 November 2009

nocturnes:
a scar extends from above yr heart down the front of yr left arm. it is where i broke you in. it is my saturnalia.

ok so i think i'm startin to get it. the difference is between sufficiency and surplus. between sated and surfeit. i am always already hungry and haunted. this pleasant addition. you're either like a key in a keyhole or a novelty switchplate. one isn't necessarily more valuable than the other, jus maybe more utilitarian. but even decorated sheds have interiors.

lookin at:

acid oceans leave fish at more risk from predators
anti-gay cleric talk canceled
child abuse speeds up body's ageing process
fever ray - keep the streets empty
german robin hood bankers gets suspended sentence
jacob coupe by scott trindle
lavender diamond - like a prayer
martin margiela men's accessories a/w 09 collection
police sceptical of rape victims from poor areas
roxy: the last dance
tavia nyong'o - do you want queer theory (or do you want thew truth)? intersections of punk and queer in the 1970s
yoko - waiting for the d train

listenin to:
black flag - bastard in love
casual dots - hooded
chicks on speed - coventry
damian and puzzy france
duldung - antyziomalski
heidi mortenson
jean genet
kristofski kabuki
lorena & the bobbits
marzipan marzipan
näd mike ft sexy sush - girlfriend
ramones - 53rd & 3rd
rampant peluca
scream club
soft pink truth
sta!
vile vile creatures
Labels: nocturne communique/nocturnal e-mission

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"Oh, Renoir"—it sounds like "au revoir." It sounds like the exclamation of a sculpture connoisseur! Together, it sounds like a farewell to bloated artistic declarations.

"A Journal"—A locked and flowery journal written in by a twelve-year-old girl. A scholarly journal. ((As s)cholar.) The combination of which—twelve-year-old girl scholar—seems apt enough, if not particularly apt, of describing the mental trappings of so many of our college-educated twenty-something peers. An eagerness in the wrong direction. Knowledge funneled through inexperience. Curiosity will kill our cool cats. Really, this is a sketchbook.
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