yep. dancing time. got the amp out.
gotta listen to punk all day!
yep. dancing time. got the amp out.
gotta listen to punk all day!
Works from Bruce Nauman’s solo exhibition, “Mindfuck” at Hauser and Wirth in London. His flashing neon sculptures often engage critically with the viewer, both physically and psychologically as the works refer to “a certain state of trauma, a nod to the hysteric, and ode to the psychotic – to the consequences of the superego and to the logic of dreams.”
Featured above: Sex and death/double ‘69’ (1985) and Run from Fear, Fun from Rear (1972)
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.
(via notational)
seriously. everything and everyone stop fucking with me and my friends. because I have superpowers and good luck is on my side now.

Shoot the princess in the head with arrows…
You are your deepest driving desire, as is your desire so is your will, as is your will, so are your deeds, as are your deeds so is your destiny