im doing something weird with my eye, am I winning the selfie Olympics
— Yohji Yamamoto
My heart cannot let go,
Still, and again, I feel
How much I hate the world."
The Monk Saigyô
SKKS XVIII: 1831
not even shadows of living things exist,
not even the smell of death is ascending,
a summer afternoon of deep prostration.
From a congested area,
tearing off cloudlike things,
inundating things of stickiness,
at a place completely deserted
there is a thing that originates.
There is a thing that suggests a life,
polished by dust and light
one single egg that is occupying the grand earth."
— Minoru Yoshioka
Oskar Schlemmer Poster Design ‘Neuer Kunstsalon Stuttgart’ 1913
Boris - A Bao A Qu
Sleepy.ab - Fluid
— Gong Er (from The Grandmaster, dir. Wong Kar Wai)
is ugly, cheap, plastic-y looking versions of expensive products the new thing
Big In Japan - Suicide A Go Go