On the day I interview him, von Trier can’t hide his pride that Agnes, his oldest daughter, has made it into art school: “She did this without my help whatsoever”.
Agnes clearly shares many of her father’s artistic – and gynaecological – preoccupations. “What I am very proud of is that she is doing sculptures of cunts only. That is her speciality,” von Trier states in a matter-of-fact way, as if it is only to be expected that his daughter should be obsessed by genitalia.
Appreciate typography, have seizures, feel aesthetic, weep from sensory overload.
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Clocked in at 74/100. How have I consumed shark and kangaroo, but not fish tacos or chicken&waffles? Caviar and not huevos rancheros? SHAME.
(Also, peking duck and kimchi really should have been on that list.)
On the bright side, this means that I can probably afford to die soon.
I wish I could live-stream the microscopic activity in my vagina. Or my bellybutton.
planz 4 lyfe underway.
the world spins when I stand up, and for several moments the wrenching in my chest turns to elation and urgency.
joey says we are all stardust, and he talks about the inception of everything, from helium and hydrogen, to the complexity of what the earth is today.
i just want the world to be kind to me for a little while.
watching the sun rise over a wretched small city, over a huge lake, over quivering buildings and trees. this is fucking universal. this is my third sunrise ever watched here.
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