Girl Broken Down: I’m cutting into my skin. Slicing into the pretty bits that are easy... →
I’m cutting into my skin.
Slicing into the pretty
bits that are easy to see,
the bits that everyone seems
to like so much and I am
Removing them from me,
So that they may discover
a part of me in secrecy
to witness my failings,
the weakness of my heart
reading the intentions…
Michael Jantzen
Deconstructing The Churches
One from a series of photo collages that are part of a larger series of photos, which visually deconstruct parts of the real world that we normally think of as stable. Sections of the photos are simply rotated out of their normal positions relative to the whole image in order to create the illusion of fragmentation, and then reconstructed into a new hybrid image. This new hybrid image then begins to suggest the possibility of an alternative universe of subsets, capable of endless potential.
- romeo: hey i just met you.
- romeo: and this is crazy.
- romeo: but i saw you at your dad's party that i wasn't supposed to attend and i thought you were pretty cute so i followed you and we kissed but then your nanny called you away and i found out you were a capulet and got bummed so i sneaked into your back yard in the middle of the night and climbed your balcony uninvited to profess my undying love after an hour even though i wanted to bone rosaline like two scenes ago.
- romeo: so marry me maybe.
Best Author-on-Author Insults in History
- Virginia Woolf on James Joyce: [Ulysses is] the work of a queasy undergraduate scratching his pimples.
- Harold Bloom on J.K. Rowling: How to read ‘Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone’? Why, very quickly, to begin with, and perhaps also to make an end. Why read it? Presumably, if you cannot be persuaded to read anything better, Rowling will have to do.
- H. G. Wells on George Bernard Shaw: An idiot child screaming in a hospital.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson on Jane Austen: Miss Austen’s novels . . . seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in the wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world.
- William Faulkner on Ernest Hemingway: He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
- Ernest Hemingway on William Faulkner: Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?
- W. H. Auden on Robert Browning: I don’t think Robert Browning was very good in bed. His wife probably didn’t care for him very much. He snored and had fantasies about twelve-year-old girls.
- Mark Twain on Jane Austen: Every time I read ‘Pride and Prejudice,’ I want to dig her up and hit her over the skull with her own shin-bone.
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