cavetocanvas:

Cildo Meireles, Mission/Missions (How to Build Cathedrals), 1987

The finest piece from the post-1984 period is Mission/Missions (How to Build Cathedrals) (1987), which was shown at the ICA in London in 1990. This is the most visually spectacular of all his installations, and the most explicitly religious. It was made for an exhibition exploring the Jesuit missions to South America between 1610 and 1767, when the Jesuits were themselves suppressed by the papacy. Around 600,000 coins are laid out like a square carpet on the gallery floor, and from the mid-point, a thin column of communion wafers rises around eight feet into the air where it meets a matching suspended square canopy made from 2,000 bones. Meireles has explained: “I wanted to construct something that would be a kind of mathematical equation, very simple and direct, connecting three elements: material power, spiritual power, and a kind of unavoidable, historically repeated consequence of this conjunction, which was tragedy. I wanted a sky of bones, a floor of money, and a column of communion wafers to unite these two elements.” Here, as so often in Meireles’s work, mathematics is moralised and given a troublingly tangible architecture. (via)

howdoiputthisgently:

80awessomee:

Mrs. Landingham: I miss my boys.
Charlie: I never knew you had kids.
Mrs. Landingham: Twins. Andrew and Simon. I tried not to- you know, I dressed them differently, but they still did everything together. They went off to medical school together, and then they finished their second year, and of course their lottery number came up at the same time.
Charlie: For the draft?
Mrs. Landingham: Yeah.
Charlie: Well, I would have thought they could get a deferment to finish med school.
Mrs. Landingham: They didn’t want one. Their father and I begged them, but they wanted to go where people needed doctors. Their father and I begged them, but you can’t tell kids anything. So they joined up as medics, and four months later they were pinned down during a fight in Da Nang and were killed by enemy fire. That was Christmas Eve, 1970. You know, they were so young, Charlie. They were your age. It’s hard when that happens so far away, you know, because with the noises and the shooting, they had to be so scared. It’s hard not to think that right then, they needed their mother. Anyway, I miss my boys.

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kisskissbigbang:

June Hymn— The Decemberists

Happy June everyone.

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onedollarchinatown:

dalailamaofficial:

oprahsmom:

wHAT THE FUCK

carly rae jepsen is actually a satanist

holy shit she is

OH YM GOD I AM CRYINGG

KILL IT WITH FIRE. 

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cavetocanvas:

Asger Jorn, Memories Go Past, 1971

“I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so that you can appreciate them better when they are right. You believe lies so that you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself. And sometimes good things fall apart so that better things can fall together.”

Norma Jeane Baker aka Marilyn Monroe | June 1, 1926 – August 5, 1962

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z3al:

I twerk, I work

straight boy showing off some moves.

snowdarkred:

zawwaf:

So don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, America.

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#and the theater full of twenty somethings started bawling