C.P.

"What is the issue that is eating you up? What is the personal fear that you can’t resolve and you can’t tolerate? Are you getting old with fucking NOTHING to show for it? Then, write Invisible Monsters. Are you worried that your brain or talent isn’t capable of creating anything interesting or unique, and you’ll die and rot and be forgotten – failing everyone you love? Well, then write Diary. My 

point is, use the story to explore and exhaust an issue of your own. Otherwise, you’re just dicking around, playing “let’s pretend.” If you can be ruthless and honest about your own fear, you express something that other people can’t express. You can resolve your own anxiety – through research, discussion, experiment – and that freedom is what brings you back to writing.

What could you never talk about in a million years? Then, write about that."

Chuck Palahniuk

Gauguin

http://www.artgalleryabc.com/gauguin/blog

Angelus Novus

"A. Klee painting named "Angelus Novus" shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel o

f history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. The storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress." (Walter Benjamin)

Evet, bu da guzel!

http://www.carlmaguire.com/listen.html#

W

Personal enlightenment, but not becoming enlightened by Buddhism. Maybe I simply need to live in nature by my own efforts and learn how to live a self-sufficiency life without technology for quite a while...

Bu cok guzel

http://stevenweinbergstudio.com/

Cave

Hayran-fan olayini sevmiyorum ki ozellikte muzikte. Ama kayitsiz da kalamiyorum. Hendrix-Cohen sonrasi sadece sarkilarina degil dansini garip ama sevimli bulma disinda Nick Cave`e tapiyorum. Avustralya gibi kusal topraklardan yetismis ve Murder Ballads ve ustelik Bunny Munro`yu yazmis ki soyleyecek bir sey bulamiyorum. Muzigin kutsal olup cabucak tuketilemeyecegini, liriklerin buna izin veremeyegini gostermis oluyor Cave hem de keskin ve kesici cumlelerle. Kendini birakmak kaliyor oylece ve dosdogru. Sonrasiysa bu kadar buyu icinde neden ucamiyorum diye sorabiliyor insan kendince, hazir dusuncelerini de uzaklastirmisken ya da tam da dusunce alemine davet etmisken.