Cut, don't tear

Been thinking about a photo project on the science fiction/postapocalyptic places I go past in Philadelphia everyday. Metropolis meets Near Dark. 

bbook:

Yes, Philadelphia is horrible, but in a very interesting way. There were places there that had been allowed to decay, where there was so much fear and crime that just for a moment there was an opening to another world. It was fear, but it was so strong, and so magical, like a magnet, that your imagination was always sparking in Philadelphia…I just have to think of Philadelphia now, and I get ideas, I hear the wind, and I’m off into the darkness somewhere.

(via totheslaughter)

amazing.

andrewtsks:

Temple University running back Bill Cosby, 1962.

(via totheslaughter)

I will never get over the adorable shoes you can get for a song on Chestnut Street.

Growing up, I always sought the Twombly room at the Art Museum. I was scared of it, angry with it for being so different from the other art. It felt like he was stealing from my people, children, in order to express something very adult, something I had no way of understanding. 

Now, I see it and have a hard time not feeling that fear. It is scary art and I like it very much.

bremser:

Cy Twombly, 1928-2011

Unlike many other twentieth century painters, Cy Twombly’s paintings were never successfully photographed. So his work is called idiosyncratic and distant, he’s called reclusive. But it means you have to go and sit in front of the actual paintings to start to understand them.

One of the best rooms of art in the United States is in Philadelphia; the Twombly installation “Fifty Days at Iliam.” It’s the rare bridge between our contemporary time and ancient mythology, communicating without any “abstraction” what we can and can not know about the Vengeance of Achilles.

Raspberry Iced tea, Sun Chips and individually wrapped Swedish Fish very late at night with Lester Bangs and Nan Goldin. 

itsjanna:

I would split an iced tea and a tub of coffee ice cream with my homegirls Maya Deren and Ana Mendieta.

It just occurred to me that I miss Philadelphia a hell of a lot more than I miss New York.

(via scout)

Philadelphia Museum of Art, what a strange and rinky dink institution you are.

sofresh:(via boyhood, burialgrounds)

I was once on the cover of the Philadelphia Weekly.