how can I put the feeling of the tapestry art from the met into an aesthetic of a short film?
He’s a back sleeper and you’re a side sleeper so he sleeps on his back and you sleep on your side with your hands snug against his shoulder and your right leg over his two the way is natural and the way he says he likes. You semi-wake in the middle of the night facingContinue reading
Miley Cyrus, Lady Gaga — these women have *won*. They are so crazy, so odd, that no one can sexualize them but themselves. “What are you wearing?” is always the female celebrity trap, and so Lady Gaga wears meat dresses and bubble dresses and makes the whole thing so insanely performative that there is noContinue reading “06/23/17, 1:10pm”
⁃ on the bus ride to providence, she became intrigued and obsessed by lady gaga. she listened to the podcast twice: once fast, once slow and wallowing. she had an existential crisis. she asked a lot of questions. she thought about an old friend.
Has anyone attempted to recreate a complex person in their entirety via media?
KS I am thinking about her, and I am thinking about that one night we talked all night and she showed me all her books and that she was reading Lolita, and she seemed so very self-aware of her tragic, deranged wild-girl persona and yet still performed it, and though I now view her largelyContinue reading “06/23/17, 12:29pm”
I despise performativity for the sake of it: performing a persona in order to be perceived a way, for social capital. But performance for the sake of purpose — that, I feel in this moment of my great arc of thought, is important for me, to feel whole.
What would we discover if we automatically took pop music seriously? If we didn’t need disclaimers? I an reactionary; I know what is wrong. But I am not strong enough or secure enough to then defend what I think is right. Is that cowardice?
This summer, in NYC, is the first time I’ve ever felt that I was not in control of how others consume my body — it manifests itself in a constant discomfort in public; a knee-jerk cringe at random encounters, at any attention —
And suddenly I feel that art is no longer mine to appreciate, to love, and it frustrates me that art has betrayed me in this way, and yet it is still beautiful and meaningful to me; I pass statue after statue and it pains me that they are still meaningful to me, that they mayContinue reading “06/22/17, 10:47pm”