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Always Ready With a Barb
“It was a typical fall Friday at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, with visitors massing on the steps and milling awe-struck around the Great Hall. Among them was the cultural critic Camille Paglia, a pint-size martinet in a black military-style jacket who strode purposefully through the crowds with a scowl on her face and a reporter in tow.
“‘I don’t particularly think this is inspiring,’ she said with withering scorn, as she entered the dimly lighted galleries of the Egyptian wing.”
HOT STUFF COMING THROUGH.
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Patrick Angus
Hanky Panky
Oil on canvas
40.5” x 54.25”“Once called the “the Toulouse-Lautrec of Times Square” by Robert Patrick, a noted New York playwright, Patrick Angus (1953-1992) is to the gay underground of New York’s 1980s as the famous French painter was to the outré Paris of a century earlier. Much as Lautrec devoted his art to the risqué world of Parisian dance hall girls and prostitutes, Patrick Angus focused his incisive eye on New York’s largely neglected gay underground - the hustler bars, baths and the male burlesques at the fringes of gay life.”
Source: artqueer
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Andy Warhol
Tongue in Ear, 1980
Pencil on paper
80.00 x 60.00 cm
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Diane Arbus, “Cathy Aison Pregnant”
I am flummoxed. I have sat no farther than 100 feet from this woman nearly every day for more than three years and this is only unearthed on the eve of her retirement? Flummoxed.
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Out at drinks the other night, someone saw this ARC in my bag and guffawed. “That looks like a lazy freshman’s attempt to do Magritte,” was the criticism. But, like, it is Magritte, dear.
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This, my friends, is a fucking book jacket.
The caricature is by Peter de Sève and is one of seven he’s done for new Vintage Classics editions of Dickens. The basic design is inspired by the Victorian broadsheets and newspapers Dickens wrote for, and the caricatures call to mind the work of Thomas Rowlandson. These hotties hit shelves in January, just ahead of the Dickens Bicentennial.
They’re all obscenely handsome but, as a friend said: “Those leaves, man.”
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“The only thing that makes one an artist is making art. And that requires the precise opposite of hanging out; a deeply lonely and unglamorous task of tolerating oneself long enough to push something out.”
— David Rakoff, Half Empty
Look at that babe!
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acandleandawick:
Indeed, I am amazed, a little alarmed (for as you have the children, the fame by rights belongs to me) by your combination of pure artistic vision and brilliance of imagination. […] I was hugely impressed, and kept on saying that your genius as a painter, though rather greater than I like, does still shed a ray on mine. I mean, people will say, What a gifted couple! Well: it would have been nicer had they said: Virginia had all the gifts; dear old Nessa was a domestic character - Alas, alas, they’ll never say that now.
Virginia Woolf, in a letter to her sister, Vanessa Bell. 2nd June 1926.
I haven’t seen this photo before; I love it.
It’s this kind of thing that reminds me that her letters are just as compelling and enjoyable as her novels.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqgghhMV9r1qbmaxjo1_500.png)
I haven’t seen this photo before; I love it.Indeed, I am amazed, a little alarmed (for as you have the children, the fame by rights belongs to me) by your combination of pure artistic vision and brilliance of imagination. […] I was hugely impressed, and kept on saying that your genius as a painter, though rather greater than I like, does still shed a ray on mine. I mean, people will say, What a gifted couple! Well: it would have been nicer had they said: Virginia had all the gifts; dear old Nessa was a domestic character - Alas, alas, they’ll never say that now.
Virginia Woolf, in a letter to her sister, Vanessa Bell. 2nd June 1926.
It’s this kind of thing that reminds me that her letters are just as compelling and enjoyable as her novels.
Source: acandleandawick
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Gustav Klimt, “Forsthaus in Weissenbach Am Attersee”
Please may I step in and live here?
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