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eisensteinonthebeach:

I don’t know how I keep getting Make Believe by Weezer on my hard drive, but as long as it’s there I should make some nightmare masterpiece from it.

Death to False Metal

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eisensteinonthebeach:

Th*s c*mp*t*r is a real p*ece of shit.

Fuck Comcast

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msamy72:

Corto Maltese To Be Published in English

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The Complete CORTO MALTESE
To Be Published In English For The First Time
EuroComics, A New Imprint Edited by Dean Mullaney Will Release the Seminal Series in the Original Oversized Format with New Translations

San Diego, CA (July…

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

I’M HAVING A SIMULTANEOUS ART BONER AND HEART ATTACK

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

HOLY SHIT

FUCK

ARTGASM

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Holy shit, Clint Eastwood. That is a fantastic blazer.

Holy shit, Clint Eastwood. That is a fantastic blazer.

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In which nature rips off a Thomas Moran painting.

In which nature rips off a Thomas Moran painting.

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eisensteinonthebeach:

Hysterical Prank: Change the genre of someone’s entire iTunes library to “Balls 2 the Wall”

Beer Shits 2

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medusaspajamas:

cavetocanvas:

Joseph Beuys, How to Explain Pictures to a Dead Hare, 1965
One of the artist’s most famous performances, Beuys covered his head first with honey, and then with fifty dollars worth of gold leaf. He cradles a dead hare in his arms, and strapped an iron plate to the bottom of his right shoe. Viewed from behind glass in the gallery, the audience could see Beuys walking from drawing to drawing, quietly whispering in the dead rabbit’s ear. As he walked around the room, the silence was pierced by intermittent sound of his footsteps; the loud crack of the iron on the floor, and the soundless whisper of the sole of shoe. (via)

i need feminism because:
try and pull this kind of bullshit off in the art world and get paid for it without a penis.
i triple fucking dare you.
they would put you in a damn asylum.
but if a dude does it its art.
awesome.

Incorrect. Today’s art world is incapable of the conviction required to literally or metaphorically send someone to the asylum, especially in regards to performance art that no longer even surprises. If either man or woman today did something to this effect, there would be two reactions: trumped up praise of “challenging the nature of the concept,” or a “whatever.”

medusaspajamas:

cavetocanvas:

Joseph Beuys, How to Explain Pictures to a Dead Hare, 1965

One of the artist’s most famous performances, Beuys covered his head first with honey, and then with fifty dollars worth of gold leaf. He cradles a dead hare in his arms, and strapped an iron plate to the bottom of his right shoe. Viewed from behind glass in the gallery, the audience could see Beuys walking from drawing to drawing, quietly whispering in the dead rabbit’s ear. As he walked around the room, the silence was pierced by intermittent sound of his footsteps; the loud crack of the iron on the floor, and the soundless whisper of the sole of shoe. (via)

i need feminism because:

try and pull this kind of bullshit off in the art world and get paid for it without a penis.

i triple fucking dare you.

they would put you in a damn asylum.

but if a dude does it its art.

awesome.

Incorrect. Today’s art world is incapable of the conviction required to literally or metaphorically send someone to the asylum, especially in regards to performance art that no longer even surprises. If either man or woman today did something to this effect, there would be two reactions: trumped up praise of “challenging the nature of the concept,” or a “whatever.”

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teenytinycoffeebean:

holy shit my grandma just bought me a dreamcast and i’m getting evolution world of sacred device and i cannot explain how happy this makes me i am literally shaking and i need to go to work 

"holy shit my grandma just bought me a dreamcast" describes Christmas 15 years ago

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mexicanprince:

i wonder if there were annoying kids in the early 1900’s that were like “ugh shostakovich sucks i only listen to real music like tchaikovsky”

John Cage thought Beethoven was a curse on Western music

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eisensteinonthebeach:

If Dante wrote the Inferno today he would have a section for people who talk on their phone in public restrooms.

I have a copy of a recent translation that says something along the lines of “If I could death metal growl”