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3:06 PM 12/3/2014That is not dead that can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die.” Abd Al-Azrad 730AD "That is not dead wichYou feel totally rested.
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You feel totally rested.
[wITCH} can eternal lie..." [H.P.Lovecraft Out riding a comets tail   two light years Out riding a comets tail years YES oh yeah , so u wrote years years IN . ,yes; to get to some stars   OUT there,but not near HERE  /in  in on a  journey  two... so far from the other...    indeath Ideath  on a  light/ journey witch Which Nubilles? NOTHs might notheres night  SO UR Nearly  where ? two light years years  ... so far from the other...  IN?  SO U WROTE. and SHE/SEE it will,smoke wILLspin will  hover BEFOUR  NEVER ,always  Ever like Lather , like latter,decemberCOLLLLLLLLLD blows into early november BUT THATS ALL OVER  EARLY HISS  two light years years  pass      november,BLOOOOOOOWS/bLoodies   aeon loco spin very late noco.......... lie lie down besides me noth noth ?YES TO ,spin ALSO too toward  her NeSt WET web '; babe spin spin spin my little loco noco darling lie lie down besides me noth noth]spin very late ”december blew into november spin spin spin my little darling lie lie down besides me noth noth AsThree?

https://youtu.be/EfAqLGqg3WYYou feel totally rested.last call xmas eve
[wITCH} can eternal lie..." [H.P.Lovecraft Out riding a comets tail   two light years Out riding a comets tail years YES oh yeah , so u wrote years years IN . ,yes; to get to some stars   OUT there,but not near HERE  /in  in on a  journey  two... so far from the other...    indeath Ideath  on a  light/ journey witch Which Nubilles? NOTHs might notheres night  SO UR Nearly  where ? two light years years  ... so far from the other...  IN?  SO U WROTE. and SHE/SEE it will,smoke wILLspin will  hover BEFOUR  NEVER ,always  Ever like Lather , like baptism a warm cleansing  out among the homeless  ruder less ,less less till u become invisible invisibility chasing ghosts ,on the run ode to nothere chills   death came a knocking What a killer evil nay nay say kill Dave    in other place nothere YES LEFT UR WALLET yes baby  sex and flowers...must go on                        latter,decemberCOLLLLLLLLLD blows into early november BUT THATS ALL OVER, baby blue   EARLY HISS/BLISS OM ON A spin very late noco.  two light years years  pass      november,BLOOOOOOOWS/bLoodiesDRYS THE OLE BONES    aeon loco spin very late noco.......... lie lie down besides me noth noth ?YES TO ,spin ALSO 2too toward  her NeSt WET web '; babe spin spin spin my little loco noco darling lie lie down besides me noth noth]spin very late ”december blew into november spin spin spin my little darling lie lie down besides me noth noth AsThree?sun snu and sun no too many sun son WRONG, THERE CAN ONLY BE ONE ONE 
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nothere? ARE u yeaah yeah dancing with? not so much SPIN sprung out all spring  arouund gehind me lookin oh ole one so ulove me no more  go on om lookin for?HATE  YES YES AND YEAH bless the ole and the new ones come dancing love turn on, no no ole ones angry  dave ole yes yes never enough not notheredave oh oh om there is UKNOW, yes off course  of course what a ? KILLER YES  from  dreamson this i will i well u son  they then came  a disorder  a pack of jakhals hufer and puffers in hail  a killer ...........            another place outhere dancing mildy behind u circlin in for a kill the kill kill ka boom cum again little darlin they come  from stars packed into u ........smoke theirs..... come from crumblind boulder hell yes oh yeah from a cell ceil long ago
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“That is not dead that can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die.” Abd Al-Azrad                     73https://youtu.be/EfAqLGqg3WY                 

 

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So this welcomes critique, I don't know how to put this nicely, but this literally makes no sense to me. Can someone elaborate?

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Seems like a perspective on winter and spending most his time out doors. I could be wrong though.

Considering your tag is a painting done buy a blind guy, I'd think you'd be more open to unusual art ;p

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not to suppose to u read from the beginninfrantic5a1ek-drtikol-sans-titre-1913-via-alafoto.jpgtumblr_nnxrct9U2f1utzw7ko1_500.gif

The air attack warning sounds like.
This is the sound.

When you hear the air attack warning, you and your family must take cover

Lets go

When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Score no more, score no more)
When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Workin' for the bad guys)
Cowboy number one, a born again poor man's son (Poor man's son)
On the air America, I modelled shirts by Van Heusen (Workin' for the bad guys)

Hear me more
When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Score no more, score no more)
When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Workin' for the bad guys)
Switch off your shield
Switch off and feel
I'm workin' on lovin'
I'm givin' you back the good times
I'm shippin' out, out
I'm workin' for the bad guys

Tell the world that you're winning, love and life, love and life
Listen to the voice sayin' follow me
Listen to the voice sayin' follow me
When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score
When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score
We've got two tribes (We got the bomb, we got the bomb)
Somethin' this good died

Are we living in a land where s** and horror are the new gods?

When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score

The air attack warning sounds like. This is the sound. When you hear the air attack warning, you and your family must take cover Lets go When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Score no more, score no more) When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Workin' for the bad guys) Cowboy number one, a born again poor man's son (Poor man's son) On the air America, I modelled shirts by Van Heusen (Workin' for the bad guys) Hear me more When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Score no more, score no more) When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score (Workin' for the bad guys) Switch off your shield Switch off and feel I'm workin' on lovin' I'm givin' you back the good times I'm shippin' out, out I'm workin' for the bad guys Tell the world that you're winning, love and life, love and life Listen to the voice sayin' follow me Listen to the voice sayin' follow me When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score We've got two tribes (We got the bomb, we got the bomb) Somethin' this good died Are we living in a land where s** and horror are the new gods? When two tribes go to war, a point is all that you can score



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Corrected byBoneMachineg u might understand it brother what makes sence to u i can bet u cant even tell me what doesnt make sence read it againJan. 1, 1864 was the birthday of great photographer, gallery owner   and art promoter Alfred Stieglitz (d. 1946). Stieglitz did more than any   one individual for the position of photography as a medium fully  worthy  of artistic expression… His favorite subject and love of his life: Georgia O’Keeffe, ca. 1920 - gelatin silver print (Smithsonian Archives of American Art)  i12bent:

Out of the Erotic Ghetto

 

The Whitney’s welcome retrospective rescues Georgia O’Keeffe from sex and flowers.

 

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Poor Georgia O’Keeffe. Death didn’t soften the opinions of the art world toward her paintings. Twenty-three years later, many continue to dismiss her as a prissy painter of pretty pictures—or, I should say, pretty genitalia. Even when hailed for being “the most famous and highly paid woman artist in America,” she gets saddled with a qualifier.

 

No other figure in American art history went from heights to has-been so quickly. See if these comments, some of them by women, don’t make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Critics wrote of the “great painful and ecstatic climaxes” in the art of “this girl,” of how she felt “through the womb,” and gave us a “sense of woman’s flesh in martyrdom.” Her paintings were said to be a “revelation of the very essence of woman as Life Giver,” expressing “dense, quivering, endless life,” and “the world as it is known to woman.” We read about her “outpouring of sexual juices,” “loamy hungers of the flesh,” and her art as “one long, loud blast of sex, sex in youth, sex in adolescence, sex in maturity … sex bulging, sex tumescent, sex deflated.” And those were the admirers! Critic Clement Greenberg, a nonfan, was appalled when MoMA honored O’Keeffe with a retrospective in 1946—one of its first solo shows for a woman; her work was “little more than tinted photography.” Threatened male artists (sex was their territory!) Edward Hopper and John Sloan were “furious” that she’d been elected to the National Institute of Arts and Letters in 1949 and “tried to intervene.”

 

 

Given that reception, it’s amazing O’Keeffe continued making art until close to her death, at 98. Less surprising is that she did it in relative isolation, spending her last 37 years in New Mexico—which only added to her mythology and popularity outside the art world.

 

The Whitney Museum’s revelatory survey of the work that earned O’Keeffe such derision, the evocative, more-or-less abstract art she made starting in 1915—phenomenally early for an American artist—should reopen eyes to an undeniable fact: O’Keeffe produced some of the most original and ambitious art in the twentieth century. Her ideas about surface, scale, and color are not only daring; they presaged the work of artists as varied as Barnett Newman, Milton Avery, Mark Rothko, Morris Louis, and Mary Heilmann, as well as Color Field painting, Lyrical Abstraction, and contemporary postmodern abstraction. At her best, she is a formally inventive poetic powerhouse who makes the nonobjective feel mystical, familiar, objective, and subjective all at once.

 

Born poor in 1887 on a farm in Wisconsin, O’Keeffe worked and taught and studied art in Texas, South Carolina, Illinois, and Virginia. Just when it appeared she’d be a teacher for the rest of her life, fate stepped in. On New Year’s Day, 1916, without obtaining her permission, a girlfriend showed O’Keeffe’s abstract charcoal drawings to the legendary photographer-proprietor of New York’s great 291 Gallery, Alfred Stieglitz. With his intrepid eye, he instantly recognized her promise; he’d “never seen a woman express herself so fully on paper … I wouldn’t mind showing them.”

 

In May, Stieglitz hung ten of her charcoals in a group show. Soon thereafter, she confessed to a friend that she had fallen for the “hot, dark, destructive” (and married) Stieglitz. In 1918, O’Keeffe, 30, moved to New York and within weeks became the 54-year-old Stieglitz’s lover. It was an ardent union, judging from O’Keeffe’s letters to him, one of which described being “on my back—wanting to be spread wide apart.” Whew! That is hot!

 

As revolutionary as living out of wedlock was in 1918 (the couple married in 1924), a 1921 survey of Stieglitz’s photographs, including 45 pictures of O’Keeffe, many of them nudes, transformed the two of them into the equivalent of an art world Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt. Stieglitz said, “When I make a photograph I make love.” O’Keeffe, who later recalled the “heat and excitement” of the photo sessions, opined that “nothing like them had come into our world before.”

 

Yet the same nude photos that made Stieglitz famous triggered a backlash against O’Keeffe. Forever after, her work was seen in purely sexual terms. “When people read erotic symbols into my paintings they’re really talking about their own affairs,” O’Keeffe said. Still, the sexualized misconceptions of her work devastated her. “I almost wept,” she wrote of one review in 1921.

 

The Whitney’s focused show, carefully organized by curator Barbara Haskell, includes over 125 works and more than a dozen Stieglitz portraits. What strikes you about O’Keeffe’s paintings is their restraint and reticence. And the astounding imagination. The sexuality barely registers—which makes the show feel strangely defensive, like it’s scared to let O’Keeffe be as weird, mystical, and suggestive as she really was. I would have appreciated more of her terrified, tentative retreats from and flirtations with abstraction and nature in the twenties, thirties, and forties; her kind-of-like nature/kind-of-figurative hedged bets of the fifties; the oddball flat sixties abstractions; the almost-dissipated seventies works.

 

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