Unnecessary

The hours get later and the drinks get heavier until no body cares who they were meant to end up with at the end of the night. Everyone's guided by their crotches until they're awkwardly hanging off the same girl hoping to have someone fill the gap between their bed and the wall.Everyone's locking lips and grinding hips and you expect me to take all of you people and your relationships seriously.

All things excellent

1. This Pulp Fiction illustration, 'Crowd' by Ken Garduno

2. Watching Edward Scissorhands when you aren't feeling so good.

3. Having a wall freshly covered in Olive from Little Miss Sunshine.

Books!

I've been reading Elizabeth Goodman's biography on Chan Marshall. To be honest it's left me with a lot of love for Chan Marshall, and a lot of hatred towards Elizabeth Goodman. The introduction to the book is about how hard Chan and her family fought to try and stop Goodman from writing the book, and essentially in their eyes invading her privacy and telling a story that mightn't be all that accurate. I guess If I was really respecting Chan Marshall I shouldn't of read it, however I was too curious and just spent $25 on it. Beautiful and interesting book however. If you can get past the introduction that really makes you question whether you should really be reading it, you won't regret it.
                                               
                                              

                                          
                                                                 Cross bones style- Cat Power

A beautiful video.

50 people, one question.
What's your secret? 

Spacey/sleepy playlist

1. Just like kicking Jesus- Brian Jonestown Massacre
2. When the road runs out- Blonde redhead
3. Glósóli- Sigur Ros
4. Breakfast in bed- Dntel ft. Conor Oberst
5. Kid A- Radiohead

 

All I want is a place like this were I can draw and paint and do whatever I please.
We're studying Abbey McCulloch and my god she makes the most beautiful artworks. She's very shy and insecure which is silly because she's excellent.

A boy recently told me he didn't understand art. "Some of it's ok, but some of it's just shit". I tried to explain to him that it's just like music- there's plenty of genres, but you don't necessarily need to like all of them- but he still didn't really understand how people could literally can their own shit and claim it as art (well done, Piero Manzoni). But isn't that the case everywhere? Eminem can claim his sexist rap shit as music, doesn't mean you have to enjoy it.

Last Supper

James Reynolds documents former death row prisoners' requests for their last meal in these beautifully starck photographs. If I was on death row, I'd request a raspberry smoothie, nuggets, and a slice of cheese pizza as my last meal. What about you?