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The fact that I want water rn.
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#me
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You ever think about what differentiates us from the enemy?
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Sacred odors then were notably complex. As in the graves of would-be saints, the smell of sanctity often mingled with the stench of decay and death. Ancient cities, Thurkill wrote, were characterized by “the stench of human excrement, refuse and disease, accompanied with soothing floral scents and perfumes.” Sacred smells like frankincense and myrrh were used over the centuries to demarcate sacred space—but also to disinfect and disguise putrid areas. […]
This gave holy smells a fundamentally paradoxical nature. In a world where breathing foul-smelling air was seen as the cause of many diseases, incense was seen as a barrier against illness, and, with its holy associations, against demonic possession. But equally, powerful scents could be used to disguise a deeper decay, or to tempt the pious with worldly delights and bodies. Even bad smells had an ambiguous quality. After all, the rotting stench of a starved ascetic’s mouth was simply more proof of his profound holiness.
It’s this ambiguity about smell, […] that gives scent its power as a theological tool. In addition to its flexible moral significance, the experience of an odor often reflects our understanding of divinity. Like God, smell can surround you from an indeterminate source, filling spaces with its invisible presence. But unlike sound, which might do the same, to experience a smell it must first be taken within, in an act–breathing–that is both life-giving and volitional.
—John Last, The Centuries-Long Quest for the Scent of God, Noema Magazine
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'Issey Miyake making things' exhibition Fondation Cartier Paris, 1998/1999 follow on Instagram for more
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Quiet luxury….shut the Fuck up
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Tim Storrier: Bowl of Stars (1994)
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By Tamotsu Yato, Japan, 1960s
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If you say "art" people just think paintings in museums, if you say "media" it's too vague and clinical, if you say "content" you sound like a YouTube terms and conditions corpo-ghoul, if you say "crafts", plural, it sounds like you mean macaroni art and hand turkeys, if you say "craft", singular, you sound like you sell pussy candles and migratory bird feathers on Etsy, if you say "creative expression" you sound like a lotion-handed Human Resources weasel straight out of a Mike Judge cartoon. How have we managed to completely drain the linguistic well when it comes to discussing individual and collective cultural creativity, aka Capital A Art. It's dire!
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Viviane Sassen, Another Man issue 4, 2007
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This was peak satanism…it’s like the Illuminati doesn���t even try anymore
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slangtasy · 11 months
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https://www.instagram.com/p/CD8yoANHKa9/
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Kimtrails, kimileaks & the Kimsurrection
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