Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge. – Paul Gauguin
Hmm…wait a minute. This is something that doesn’t actually make me sick to my stomach thinking about when I refer to Paul Gauguin. I mean, WHO KNOWS what the man is referring to in this situation, but I barely care! Revenge, huh? I mean, I plot my revenge all the time.
BTW, Paul, this by no stretch of the imagination makes us friends.
Happy birthday, Vivien Leigh. Those eyebrows, that stare, is absolutely, most certainly everything I want in my life.
Yes. Just, yes. Three cheers to Allison L. Wade for making the break up text a true work of art. Visit the Rick Wester Fine Art Gallery to see the rest of the exhibition, “It’s Not You.”
Happy Election Day, America! Get out there and perform your civic duty.
Norman Rockwell’s “The Losing Candidate” was featured on the cover of the Saturday Evening Post on November 8, 1958. The model is actually Bernard Casey of Boston, who served 8 terms in the state legislature. The man with the cigar on the right lived in Rockwell’s town of Stockbridge, MA, where he delivered the mail for more than fifty years.
Still waiting on the job offer, Mallory. I’m just. still. waiting. Make your life whole and read the rest of her post, “Women Having a Terrible Time at Parties” here.
maybe if i keep covering more of my face with my hands
he’ll forget i’m here
and go away
what’s wrong
nothing’s wrong
nothing’s wrong exactly
don’t you like the flowers
the flowers are fine
i guess i just thought there’d be more
more than the flowers we have blanketing the party?
its fine i guess these are enough
i guess its fine if you dont really care about flowers
hi hey
what are you doing over here all by yourself
i’m just
enjoying the view
but you’re facing the wrong way
you’re not facing the party
you can’t even see me talking to you
i know
EXCUSE ME
YEAH HI EXCUSE ME
CAN WE HELP YOU
YEAH IS THERE SOME WAY WE CAN HELP YOU OVER HERE
THIS BED IS FOR TWO PEOPLE
YOU’RE MAKING US BE THREE PEOPLE AND WE DON’T WANT THAT
Didja know a dog’s nose is as unique as a human fingerprint?! Real life. Also, this is my dog trying to escape the clutches of being zipped in for takeoff.
The Kennedy Center debuts a new musical called “Little Dancer” this weekend to coincide with a new Degas exhibition. Critics once called the sculpture “heinous” (read my entire post here).
From ugly to inspiring a high-end musical? Get it, girl! You’re one more double-take away from getting on one of those “Once a geek, now I’m chic!” shows.
Sometimes art is a Louis Vuitton case designed by architect Frank Gehry. He’s a part of the newest collection, “Icon and the Iconoclasts,” and joins the likes of Cindy Sherman, Christian Louboutin, and others of designing some absolutely mesmerizing pieces.
Can I have one? Pleeeeease??
It’s not news that I have a deep, loathing hatred of Paul Gauguin. Like, hate. But there are moments that I’m like, “You know? Maybe it’s bad karma,” so I’ll investigate for an article of a biographer who may happen to see the good in Gauguin. I uncovered an old interview of Nancy Mowll Mathews, author of “Paul Gauguin: An Erotic Life.”
When asked if she could ever be interested in Gauguin:
Gauguin was in fact a bully and an abusive husband…I began seeing how unpopular he was during his lifetime. How his habits were so in-your-face in a sexual way. Could I be attracted to Gauguin? Yes. I think he was a terribly charismatic person. I think he was very seductive when he wanted to be. I think everyone would have succumbed to his charms, particularly a young person. I kind of doubt it at this point of my life — you meet people like that and you think, “Yeah. Yeah. Right.” If you were young and this person were as colorful and intriguing as he was, I could see why people liked him.”
Um, gross. And unconvincing. And well, just traditionally expected at this point. Gauguin, you continue to be the worst.
Sometimes art is a photograph of Zoe Mozert painting Jane Russell for The Outlaw poster.
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