Website review: Pleasures and Terrors 1
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•17 reviews since Oct 19, 2005
photography, vintage
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- essexgirl7 rated 2 weeks ago
- Damn! I HAD to ask how to change the tires...now I have to do it all the time!!
Shitao rated 5 weeks ago- Madmen They say you can jinx a poem if you talk about it before it is done. If you let it out too early, they warn, your poem will fly away, and this time they are absolutely right. Take the night I mentioned to you I wanted to write about the madmen, as the newspapers so blithely call them, who attack art, not in reviews, but with breadknives and hammers in the quiet museums of Prague and Amsterdam. Actually, they are the real artists, you said, spinning the ice in your glass. The screwdriver is their brush. The real vandals are the restorers, you went on, slowly turning me upside-down, the ones in the white doctor's smocks who close the wound in the landscape, and thus ruin the true art of the mad. I watched my poem fly down to the front of the bar and hover there until the next customer walked in-- then I watched it fly out the open door into the night and sail away, I could only imagine, over the dark tenements of the city. All I had wished to say was that art was also short, as a razor can teach with a slash or two, that it only seems long compared to life, but that night, I drove home alone with nothing swinging in the cage of my heart except the faint hope that I might catch a glimpse of the thing in the fan of my headlights, maybe perched on a road sign or a street lamp, poor unwritten bird, its wings folded, staring down at me with tiny illuminated eyes. --Billy Collins
- theNebulous rated 6 weeks ago
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- alysona rated 4 months ago
- the horrors of youth
- Tina2 rated 8 months ago
- The olden days
- keenEddie rated 8 months ago
- Sometimes I like to imagine that life, based on old photos, was less complicated and more carefree. A time without unrelenting distraction of vacuous and, for the most part, banal information. Old photos like these make me imagine that there was a time when people trusted their government, believed that what they put into (or on) their bodies was good for their well-being and that they were all working for "a better tomorrow". I wonder if any of that is true.
- Sometimes I like to imagine that life, based on old photos, was less complicated and more carefree. A time without unrelenting distraction of vacuous and, for the most part, banal information. Old photos like these make me imagine that there was a time when people trusted their government, believed that what they put into (or on) their bodies was good for their well-being and that they were all working for "a better tomorrow". I wonder if any of that is true.
- poitka rated 9 months ago
- Another beautiful and terrifying truth......
