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[kiki_rimbaud]

i spent 4 hours and 50 minutes of class today staring at my painting. i spent the other ten minutes painting. i think i like this painting, but i know deep in my heart of hearts that it is irrelevant in these modern days when the artists use newfangled contraptions like the tele-vision, victrola gramophone, and daguerreotype in "concept-oriented

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[daliabloom]

I love this passage!

[kiki_rimbaud]

it's from "memoirs of a beatnik," this strange little paperback i found at a used book store. she wrote it as erotica to make some quick cash. all the sex scenes are written in a detached and self-parodying manner, like she was mocking the dirty old men who bought it for the sex. (i have a mental picture of some greasy man with a combover and smudged glasses who licks his fingers before he turns the page and says things like "oh marmelade" in a shaky voice when he gets to the juicy bits.) tangents aside, its an interesting little artifact.

[daliabloom]

I was actually referring to the entry that went along with it, but that's interesting nonetheless.