dispatch from a hotel in central maine: eating turkish delight and listening to perfume genius and googling what to do with a broken toe and calculating exactly how lonely i could afford to be
dispatch from a hotel in central maine: eating turkish delight and listening to perfume genius and googling what to do with a broken toe and calculating exactly how lonely i could afford to be
Trying to get hmk to explain Turkish homosociality to me: “so… It’s not necessarily gay when one guy tugs on another guy’s beard, and then they kiss?”
I’m on a layover at the airport in Moscow and thinking about the fact that I only know one word in Russian (спасибо [spasibo (thank you)]) and only because of the episode of sex and the city where Carrie is with Mikhail Baryshnikov, a ~very serious Russian artiste~ who dates her because he’s charmed by the particular way in which she “doesn’t get” marina abromovic
sorry my last 4 posts have been about art, sort of
i promise i still don’t care about it, despite appearances
Pierre Huyghe - Recollection at Frieze Art Fair, 2011
A live installation of a giant hermit crab who has made his home in a replica of Brâncuşi’s Sleeping Muse. The crab has had to be fattened up in order to coax it into its new home. (via)
Here is also an amateur video.
you guys, it’s happening again
yayoi kusama, polka dots madness 6
screenshot from nicki minaj ft. cassie, “the boys”