“I’m smart enough to know that I’m dumb.” Richard P. Feynman.

Meet my talented sister at www.katherinedudas.com


mostly nature
July 25th 14 · 15 notes

Preview of Aidan Koch's comic, “Blue Period" featured in Sonatina #2

Clare Wilson.
July 25th 14 · 236 notes
July 25th 14 · 135,511 notes
July 25th 14 · 24,801 notes
July 25th 14 · 15,255 notes
Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them. Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices (via experiencinghumanity)

(Source: volumexii, via thesuicidebymanet)

July 25th 14 · 63 notes
July 25th 14 · 639 notes

There were people who went to sleep last night,
poor and rich and white and black,
but they will never wake again.

And those dead folks would give anything at all
for just five minutes of this weather
or ten minutes of plowing.

So you watch yourself about complaining.

What you’re supposed to do
when you don’t like a thing is change it.
If you can’t change it,
change the way you think about it.

Maya Angelou (via purplebuddhaproject)

Bob Dylan, Bob Neuwirth, Mickey Jones, Savoy Hotel, London, England, 1966.