“Ceramic Computer” by Ma Jun ⬣ Ming-style patterns reimagine desktop hardware
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
— Warning, Jenny Joseph
i want a big fur coat and too bright lipstick and a messy hand bag
i want to walk the street wrapped in patterned scarves, my head held high, basking in the muchness of my muchiness
Hell Bento: Uncovering the Japanese Underground (1995)
𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙼𝚄𝙽𝙴 / 𝙰𝚀𝚄𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚄𝚂 𝙱𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚆
𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓫𝔂 ♥𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 ♥ 𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓰♥
Eileen Agar (Argentine-British 1899-1991), Ladybird, 1936. Gelatin silver print with gouache and ink, 76 × 51 cm.
Meret Oppenheim (October 6, 1913 – November 15, 1985), X-ray of My Skull, 1964; printed 1981.
Harris Milstead a.k.a. Divine photographed by David Meyer