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“ You know who Mae West is? I’m Cinderella in a modern dress, and I wear high heeled wedgies, because those glass slippers are too fragile! I wouldn’t change my image for no one. I created myself. I didn’t turn out exactly this way all at once, though I wasn’t very different when I was a little girl. But in the beginning, I did some tinkerin’ Mae West


reblogged from marykmclaughlin

How art school and growing up killed my art.

I know just how you feel…

marykmclaughlin:

When I think about painting again or making anything, I get completely overwhelmed. There are so many great images out there, I feel like why bother. It was a lot easier when I didn’t watch television or go on the computer very often. It was easier when I was so naive that I thought I would be a famous artist one day (I really did think that once). It was easier when I was in college with assignments and professors who inspired, challenged and motivated me. It was easier when I had my own studio space and time to spend there.

I am very sad about it. The answer seems easy, just pick up a pencil or a paintbrush and make something. I can’t seem to answer my own inner questions- why must this exist? Who is this for? It’s like I have to have the artist statement written before I can produce the work.

I can formally critique just about anything, but I am so skilled at that, that it blocks my own creativity. Now that I have been making next to nothing for 5+ years, my skills are not refined anymore. Everything I even try to make looks shoddy, leading me to get frustrated and give up.

Even right now, I am thinking that my grammar is probably off, and I lack proper vocabulary and sentence structures.

I hate being like this. I get jealous of everyone else who can happily easily create things.

Still, I hope that when I move into my own place, I can set up a peaceful place and make SOMETHING. Maybe I will rise out of this state of jadedness.



“ Her subtext has always been the fury of the kooky, odd-looking girl getting revenge by asserting her own kind of femininity - and trying to move the culture toward her instead of the other way around.

Jesse Green on Barbara Streisand in NY Magazine, sept 28, 2008.

Maybe I shouldn’t be bothered that some dude continously tells me I remind him of Barbra, haha.


“ At the beginning of my visit, Julie Winship, a Chicagoan who frequently travels east, told me, “In New York, you’ll be having dinner outside at some bistro near piles of trash, and you’ll feel the subway underneath, and you won’t be able to hear, because of the traffic, and meanwhile, the water from an air conditioner will drip on you, and still you’ll say, ‘But at least we’re outside!’” For sone reason, that really made me homesick. “Chicago Style” by Patricia Marx. New Yorker, sept 14, 2009


“ I stopped talking, nothing feeding nothing until nothing was huge and nothing begot nothing. Feeling nothing is not good, but it’s where a lot of people stop and stay. The nothingness is so delusional and numbing. It’s like stretching out in the snow and taking a little nap, and the comfort of discomfort is a scary thing. The lull into nothingness should be feared by all. Jill McCorkle, “PS”. In The Atlantic Fiction 2009


by Bianca Gomez

by Bianca Gomez

i would like to live here

i would like to live here

These Japanese boys have style.

These Japanese boys have style.



“ The kids at Woodstock were either the first generation to taste true liberty, or the last generation able to police itself - we’re still working that one out. James Parker, “Long Time Gone”. Atlantic monthly, sept 09


reblogged from eiknarf
Cat on his head guy! I saw him last summer! soxiam: i’ve had this exact same scene in my dream except i was naked. roborobo: eiknarf: dude with a fucking cat on his head…only you new york. “So what you look like He-Man? I got a motherfucking cat on my hat”

Cat on his head guy! I saw him last summer!

soxiam:

i’ve had this exact same scene in my dream except i was naked.

roborobo:

eiknarf:

dude with a fucking cat on his head…only you new york.

“So what you look like He-Man? I got a motherfucking cat on my hat”