You have no idea what you’re dealing with. | Shakespeare in the park?
MAKE GOOD ART!
Thank you Neil!
I gave my first ever commencement speech to the graduating class of 2012 at the University of the Arts in Philadelphia.
I think I told them everything important that I knew about going out into the world and being an artist, so I may never need to give another one.
a bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where your still dreaming but it`s slowly slipping? i wish we could feel like that more often. i also wish i could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere i like. i wish that people didn`t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. and i wish i could get lost in the stars.
listen, there`s a hell of a good universe next door, let`s go
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| — | e.e.cummings (via girlinlondon) |
Years add up to something, but they do not add up to the world, they do not add up to the self in the world. Who am I when I say ‘I’? Not a container, not a vessel, filling over the course of a life with evidence of having lived it.
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| — | Dan Beachy-Quick, “The Hut of Poetry” (via invisiblestories) |
“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy… Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars - to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording - all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…”
—Sylvia Plath
