No one chain is it not chain is it, chained to not to life chained to not to snow chained to chained to go and gone.
-Gertrude Stein
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tragedy, Death, and Violence Class, 12 April
People get to perfection, overly fleshy, luxuriating. There are certain things about them, things that might strike you as kind of overdone. You've seen some ugly stuff, then you get to Lear, and when you get to Lear, there is already a sign of a later tragedy. How does the issue of lineage, "while we unburdened crawl toward death," rest word from referent? Now you have this floating nothing. You have these kinds of two different systems: on the one hand, on the other hand. It's not a very easy question. The expression of love is totally compromised in this contest. I'm not going to cheapen my love. "No more, no less." So, in other words, that means that I'm going to trip. This split versus modernist enterprising, this plague, all sorts of problems, this clash of cultures isn't just a clash of youth versus old age. You have these Machiavellian upstarts. Words mean nothing, words are fake, they are phony, and we can't trust them. How then do we get to know the truth? "Nothing," in this universe, seems all the more powerful.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
2000: A Fashion Odyssey
I am a vintage clothing aficionado. I love the quality, drape, and uniqueness of a vintage garment, and work to incorporate such elements into a modern, albeit unique, look of my own. I draw inspiration from the 30s, 40s, and 50s. But what happens when the 30s, 40s, and 50s draw inspiration from me?
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