a girl with leprosy

10/21/12

Lose yourself

Her palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on her sweater already, mom's spaghetti
She's nervous, but on the surface she looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
But she keeps on forgetting what she wrote down,
The whole crowd goes so loud
She opens her mouth, but the words won't come out
She's choking how, everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, she choked
She's so mad, but she won't give up that
Easy, no
She won't have it , she knows her whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, she's dope
She knows that, but she's broke
She's so stagnant, she knows
When she goes back to her mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo
This whole rhapsody
She better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass her

10/3/12

being eric kvatek

ada, philis, hsiang and char for my 29th birthday on aug. 3rd @ bedford, brooklyn

9/26/12

Hussein Chalayan, spring-summer 1998

For the close of his spring/summer 1998 collection, Hussein Chalayan offered a glimpse behind the veil of Muslim modesty. During the finale, six models entered and assembled onstage. The first wore a face mask and nothing else. Each successive model wore an increasingly longer version of the niqab, obscuring more and more of her nude body. “It was about defining your space structurally and graphically. It wasn’t really supposed to be offensive,” said the designer, a secular Turk born in Cyprus. “This was about the cultural loss of self.”
via nymag

8/30/12

films of the month

Dogtooth by Yorgos Lanthimos (2009)
"Older Daughter: Mom, what is a "cunt"?
Mother: Where did you learn that word?
Older Daughter: On a case on top of the VCR.
Mother: A "cunt" is a large lamp. For example, the "cunt" switched off and the room got all dark."

The Milk of Sorrow by Claudia Llosa (2009)
“I was raped / with no pity for my unborn daughter / watching them from the inside.”;
“Every time you remember / You stain your bed / With tears of sorrow and sweat.”

8/18/12

張懸 - 神的遊戲

很久沒有聽到一張這麼迷人的中文流行專輯了，我感覺張懸寫詞寫曲的方式是先接收這個世界在某一段時間帶給她的東西，然後形成每天思想的結構，再演變成腦袋裡的辯論，辯論消化完後再試著從不好的東西裡面找出值得寶貝的地方，找到了再拿出來捏一捏，敲一敲做成自己的樣式。從裝了低音渦輪的玫瑰色的你一路進到一點點britpop, post-rock, dream pop交替的型態: 藍天白雲，我想你要走了。最後由李壽全監製的艷火 "於是你不斷地愛我我能如何便如何在遙遠的路上即使塵埃看今夜艷火....." 徹底將能量發揮到最頂點。有共鳴的音樂是.....只要能牽動那條在你心底最酸最細的弦那它已經為你的人生錄下回憶，好的壞的都要融化。 - swu

8/9/12

一段美好的話

" 我青春期的叛逆，其實是來自於我希望這世界更好，或是我無法忍受這世界不公平的事。但是你又覺得自己渺小到甚麼也不能做，或者你也沒有那麼大的才能。所以爸爸媽媽不斷地跟我在溝通，或是爭吵，或是質疑我的過程。他們是用這樣的方式來祝福我，他們無法忍受用一種非常慈哀的方式在這個社會安身立命，他們也不要你用窮兇惡極的眼光表現自己的才華。哪一天你在社會上有地位的時候，不要讓人家覺得，有才華的人看待這世界是非常尖酸刻薄的。那，這個心態要來自於你對這世界的某一份感激。" - 張懸 via 天下雜誌