" there are certain emotions in your body that not even your best friend can sympathize with , but you will find the right film or the right book , and it will understand you . "

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GEN F: WILLIS EARL BEAL

At 27, Beal has earned his reputation as a curious lone character, having cobbled a career out of an itinerant lifestyle, alternating between homelessness and squalor in Chicago and Albuquerque, an unwillingness to hold even the most menial job, sleeping on his grandmother’s porch (which he still technically calls home) and singing songs to strangers over the phone. [read more]

When you just don’t want that one you love to leave.

Devendra Banhart - The Hop

“Put me in your suitcase
Let me help you pack
‘Cause you’re never coming back
No, you’re never coming back”

Cook me in your breakfast
And put me on your plate
‘Cause you know I taste great
Yeah, you know I taste great

At the hop, it’s greaseball heaven
With candy pants and Archie too

Put me in your dry dream
Or put me in your wet
If you haven’t yet
No, if you haven’t yet

Light me with your candle
And watch the flames grow high
No, it doesn’t have to try
It doesn’t have to try

Well, I won’t stop all of my pretending
That you’ll come home
You’ll be coming home, someday soon

Put me in your blue skies
Or put me in your gray
There’s gotta be someway
There’s gotta be someway

Put me in your tongue tie
Make it hard to say
That you ain’t gonna stay
That you ain’t gonna stay

Wrap me in your marrow
Stuff me in your bones
Sing a mending moan
A song to bring you home”

Mike Mills - Various Pieces 

After watching Mike Mills semi-autobiographical movie Beginners(2011), I was interested in seeing his art. His works range from graffiti to graphic design, These are some of my favourites. 

Sufjan Stevens - John Macy Gacy, Jr.

The song centers around John Wayne Gacy, Jr, an American serial killer and rapist who sexually assaulted and murdered at least 33 teenage boys and young men between 1972 and 1978. 

This song has become one of my all time favourites. The imagery is steeped in middle american nostalgia and is able to convey the melancholy nature of the tragedies.

While on the topic of Wes Anderson, here is an amazing advert he directed for Hyundai.

These reminded me of Wes Anderson’s Fantastic Mr. Fox. Animals in suits are always best.

Source: http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5404421

Blood Orange -Sutphin Boulevard 

The mood, the setting, the era! This music video is beyond cool.

Nina Simone describes what it is to be free,

This woman was hooked on some other shit. Her insight and views resonate with me like no other.

Objects of intimacy (2011) “A person’s pillow is their most intimate object. For this project I have photographed 5 pillows from 5 different people. Each pillow is at a different stage of transformation relative to its age and frequency of use. With these images I aim to show something that is generally hidden. To view them is to see a part of the owner; the history is the relationship between the owner and the object. The pillow is moulded and transformed by the markings of bodily fluids so it becomes as individual and distinctive as that of a fingerprint. It is no longer an innate manufactured object, but is now impregnated with life and mutation.Each pillow was photographed in the same manner a forensic scientist may examine criminal evidence. The hidden and discreet is now open for public close study. When an individual’s pillow is relieved publicly, it causes a sensation of embarrassment and shame. In our culture, the exertion of bodily fluids is considered distasteful. This is especially true when it may be associated to sleeping in one’s bed (unlike what one may do in the bathroom.) Like other forms of perverse viewing, it is for this reason we find pleasure in viewing it. We are all able to relate to this phenomenon, as each of us owns a pillow as we do underwear or any other object of intimate privacy.”

I found these photos rather unsettling, they brought up feelings of shame and kinship with my fellow human beings.

Source: http://www.birdsofpanic.com/personal/objects-of-intimacy/