"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow, and I am in them, and that is eternity."
"There is only one valuable thing in art: the thing you cannot explain."
Ryoji Ikeda - The Transfinite (2011)
“A huge, immersive, electronic light-and-sound installation consisting of an immense wall — 54 feet wide by 40 feet tall — which serves as a screen for streaming video projections.
On one side, horizontal black, gray and white stripes and bands divided into left and right sections scroll downward, flickering furiously to the sound of aggressively percussive, buzzing and whistling electronic music emitted by powerful speakers.
he bar-code-like patterns extend across the white floor in front of the wall, where visitors who have doffed their shoes may loll, dance or meditate. It’s like a walk-in, animated Op Art painting.
On the other side, the floor is covered by soft black fabric and the wall is flooded by finely articulated, incomprehensibly complicated numerical and graphic data.
What is it to be human in such a universe? What values other than statistical ones sustain us?”
“I’m not into this to..to press up a mass’a records, I’m not into this to be travelin round the muthafuckin world, I’m not into this to presss to impress anybody I’m into this for my own hear and soul. Alota people after work you go home and take a bath, alota people go home you fuck you fuck your wife, alota people go home you cut your grass… I go home and I fuck that muthafuckin MPC All Fuckin Night.. Yuh Understand?
I’ll probably release about 10% of the stuff I actually do. Jus because I go home and turn it on tuh fuck wit it doesn’t mean I’m makin a track for the next EP, it’s jus somethin I like tuh touch and feel.. it feels good tuh me. You know alota people ask me am I married or how come you got all these women around you and all this… these are beautiful women to help me inspire myself. My bitches and my hoes is my MPCs, my uh SP1200, my Bass, my Keyboard dem are my bitch and dem are my hoes. I turn them muthafuckas on at night, I turn them bitches off at night. Them bitches go out and make my muthafuckin money, I send them bitches tuh make my muthafuckin money dem my hoes”"
REAL TALK -Moodyman (via ohsophuckingnerdington)
"Don’t aim at success — the more you aim at it and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side-effect of one’s dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as the by-product of one’s surrender to a person other than oneself. Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it. I want you to listen to what your conscience commands you to do and go on to carry it out to the best of your knowledge. Then you will live to see that in the long run—in the long run, I say!—success will follow you precisely because you had forgotten to think of it."
(Source: , via explore-blog)
The Universal Mind of Bill Evans
"When we fully understand Vipassana we will see that it is not any kind of religious teaching and really has nothing to do with Buddhism at all!
In fact it’s not even a spiritual teaching.
That which is called Vipassana is simply a way to be still and see that this mind that we build our whole life around isn’t ours, that we do not control it and can never determine what it presents to us in any moment.
Understanding this is liberation or awakening.
True freedom is not established in cutting ourselves off from the world and renouncing everything, but only letting go of the attachment to this mind as being who and what we are.
May all beings be happy."
Robert Rauschenberg, White Painting (Three Panel), 1951; painting; oil on canvas, 72 in. x 108 in. (182.88 cm x 274.32 cm); Collection SFMOMA
Sunday Dalí: Enchanted Beach with Three Fluid Graces, 1938. Oil on canvas, 25 ⅝ x 32 inches. The Salvador Dalí Museum, St. Petersburg, Florida.
From the Dalí museum:
This title refers to the Greek myth of the three Graces who represent beauty, charm, and joy. Yet, the inclusion of the rod and string suggests another Greek myth — the Three Fates. Known as the Moirae, the Three Fates control the thread of life of every mortal from birth through death. The Fate on the right holds a long spindle to weave the thread of life, the central Fate measures the life span, and the Fate on the left decides one’s death by cutting the thread.