It is a wise father that knows his own child. June 19 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 41.52 (merchant of venice, william shakespeare)
In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile, and the rest of us are fucked until we can put our acts together: not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely. We owe that to ourselves and our crippled self-image as something better than a nation of panicked sheep. June 19 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 41.52 (the great shark hunt, hunter s. thompson)
One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar. June 12 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 40.52 (the story of my life, helen keller)
It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop. June 12 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 40.52 (andy warhol) Almost there.
Whether a photo or music, or a drawing or anything else I might do, it’s ultimately all an abstraction of my peculiar experience. June 5 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 39.52 (william eggleston) I only posted mine separately this week because I’m not all smiley like my loveys, so I didn’t feel like we fit together. I’m not cranky though. Also William Eggleston is one of my photographic idols. Pure genius.
Just tell yourself, Duckie, you’re really quite lucky. May 29 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 38.52 (dr. seuss)
Jennifer you are not the only reason my head is boiling and my hands are freezing. May 22 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 37.52 (fireproof, the national) I’ve used this line before.
That’s the place to get to – nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere. May 22 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 37.52 (women in love, d.h. lawrence)
And those were the days of roses, of poetry and prose … May 15 / AntiJenX / 0 Comments 36.52 (martha, tom waits)
41.52 (merchant of venice, william shakespeare)
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