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Tue, 11 Jun 2013 21:39:27 +0200

(Day 4: London) Late Night at the Tate Britain with Katie Poole

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 16:29:00 +0200

(Day 4: London) Late Night at the Tate Britain with Katie Poole

(Day 3: London) Bukowski in Brixton with Becca & Joe...

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 16:26:00 +0200

(Day 3: London) Bukowski in Brixton with Becca & Joe *RIBSSS*

the ultimate icon

Fri, 31 May 2013 15:38:00 +0200

It’s no longer a surprise to most that I am drawn to tragic male romantic figures.

Why is that, but of course my female orientation, and the celebrity of the male artist to whom I find myself both sexually and intellectually aroused by.

In discussions regarding male and female icons, I naturally favor men, seeing the male artist as the ultimate martyr of dedication and vision.

But why is this? Is it:

1. Personal ?

2. Societal ?

In exploring these questions I become aware of my prejudices, that of the male and my own sex, and a penis envy that has pumped aggressively through my veins since childhood. Maybe it started in elementary school when I was grudgingly made aware that my male peers’ raised hands, and selected answers, were valued over my own. My consequent jealously may have played root to something then, or perhaps it was the betrayal of my female teacher that poisoned my hope?

Anyway, it feels that I have struggled respecting both men and women as equal, and here lies the conflict. And what a beautifully sick one it is.

(Berlin: Day 11) ‘100 Best Posters of the Year - Germany...

Fri, 31 May 2013 12:32:00 +0200

(Berlin: Day 11)

‘100 Best Posters of the Year - Germany Austria Switzerland 2011’

@ Staatliche Museen zu Berlin

-Some serious graphic brilliance and other ambitious offerings that you can’t help but appreciate

(Day 11, Berlin) Greetz

Fri, 31 May 2013 12:09:00 +0200

@rosenthaulerplatz

@doyoureadme?

@potsdamerplatz

(Day 11, Berlin) Greetz

@ ESDIP Berlin ‘Glue Addiction’ -May, 24th

Fri, 31 May 2013 12:02:00 +0200

photo source: Remco J.

photo source: Remco J.

@ ESDIP Berlin ‘Glue Addiction’ -May, 24th

(Berlin: Day 5) Glue Addiction, a collective collage show @...

Sat, 25 May 2013 18:38:40 +0200

(Berlin: Day 5) Glue Addiction, a collective collage show @ ESDIP Berlin // Isabel Reitemeyer, Dorothee Dottke, Kerstin Stephan, Oliver Wiegner, Jorge Chamorro

Back in Berlin: Day 1 & 2 Exhibitions > Anish Kapoor...

Thu, 23 May 2013 19:34:54 +0200

Anish Kapoor

Ragnar Persson

Anish Kapoor

Ragnar Persson

Back in Berlin: Day 1 & 2 Exhibitions

> Anish Kapoor @ Martin-Gropius-Bau Berlin

> Ragnar Persson & Katharina Salzbrunn @ Neurotitan, Rosenthaler Str. 39

oh, and this..duh.

Fri, 17 May 2013 03:55:13 +0200

oh, and this..duh.

Add this to the itinerary.

Fri, 17 May 2013 03:45:02 +0200

Add this to the itinerary.

Random friendly banter

Wed, 15 May 2013 03:54:49 +0200

I find it surprising that your url is “j-aidan” just like my younger brother. His name is Aidan aswell(to me he’s the only and original Aidan) &his last name is “J”. I know this is random and unimportant but, thanks for following :)

"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally,..."

Sun, 12 May 2013 23:01:04 +0200

“The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create - so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.”

- Pearl S. Buck (via theonlymagicleftisart)

"One life on this earth is all that we get, whether it is enough or not enough, and the obvious..."

Fri, 10 May 2013 18:21:24 +0200

“One life on this earth is all that we get, whether it is enough or not enough, and the obvious conclusion would seem to be that at the very least we are fools if we do not live it as fully and bravely and beautifully as we can.”

- Frederick Buechner

@ Lupo’s Heartbreak Hotel, Providence RI - April 28, 2013

Tue, 07 May 2013 04:27:00 +0200

@ Lupo’s Heartbreak Hotel, Providence RI - April 28, 2013

Imagine, perfekt.

Tue, 07 May 2013 01:03:50 +0200

Imagine, perfekt.

what do you see?

Fri, 03 May 2013 04:22:12 +0200

Do the manipulated feel their backs press up against the walls built around their shackled brain?

And why anyway do the loved long to be fucked and the fucked ache to make love?

We can all admit to pretending he or she was someone else…someone better. Someone more worth it. More deserving.

I can’t remember exactly when I started to question the words that fell out from their mouths, but it was around the time my thoughts started to play tricks on my intensions. Disturbing, wretched thoughts. Split moments when I saw people doing things that were awful and inhumane. Stabbing, touching, and eating. Men and women morphed to beast.

The horrible waves washed ashore my innocent membrane, leaving a gooey, shadowy residue that ate into my moral conscience like acid does silos of anything worth holding on to in bulk quantity.

I could tell you their story but reality is too often misconstrued and not even what I can tell you is wise trusting.

All there is to say about the matter is don’t listen to anyone who tells you to iron your shirt before a funeral. It’s old fashioned and polite. You’re not polite and I can read in the expression on your face that funerals are not amusing to you for the right reasons they should be. Don’t look into the eyes of the sobbing women and buckling men. Look at the wrists. The necks. The clothed feet. What do you see?

Thinking tonight was poetry night, I sat in a cafe through three musical performances, waiting for a...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 05:48:00 +0200

Thinking tonight was poetry night, I sat in a cafe through three musical performances, waiting for a reader to take the stage…never happened. My thick skull cheated me yet again, however there were three lyrical quotes worth sharing:

> “Don’t you give up anything???”

>”Friends I am hiding from.”

>”My hair was on your leg.”

yeah, that’s dope. nanosaurus: Fucking wow!!

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 05:22:09 +0200

yeah, that’s dope.

nanosaurus:

Fucking wow!!

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 05:20:22 +0200