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skinslip · 7 months
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Something about this just called me to photograph it.
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nanmernoe · 4 months
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A masked up person taking the 6 train 🚇
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monstera-tea · 1 year
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Digital disorientation - recent piece about existing out of place
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artbywillow · 11 months
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Transcript:
Our house is a ship
--Pirate Ship--
We sail the seas of Poverty and Pandemic
Mates accompanied by Tune and Hound
Eating and smoking what we can.
Sometimes we set traps to snare the sneaky trespassers.
They spike their fingers and scrape their scrotums.
Our barricades block their way.
Our Hounds Bork their bags.
Guess they'll have to find another way through When they do their shady business. Their route is no longer convenient.
We are finally safe and at peace.
Well, learning to be.
Until then,
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Creeeeek
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artpunk-intl · 2 years
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“We’re all going to hell.”
digital collage, 2021
designed by DOSvirus for ArtpunkINTL
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banishedfrom · 1 year
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14 Days of Isolation - Jianfeng Xing
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marisarenee · 2 years
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In Bloom Nonetheless (on Instagram) by Marisa Renee
📷 : Mamiya RB67 🎞 : Kodak Ektar 100 120
Each letter of this phrase was hand-cut and hung on black string to create a conceptual art installation. This image is part two of the series. Both were shot on medium format film the beginning of the pandemic in early April 2020 in Broomfield, Colorado.
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greensimp · 1 year
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When you used to be a ✨shitposter✨ on drawpile…
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I was 18…. and the pandemic made people do some crazy shit…
Figured it was about time I released this upon the world
Honestly Jinky Fingers is the best crossover I’ve ever conceived of and you cannot convince me otherwise.
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the-birth-of-art · 2 years
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“Singularity” by Aches (2020)
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birbtracks · 2 years
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Self portrait drawn from memory of my time homeless in Oregon in 2020.
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dreamspelunker · 2 years
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So I just unearthed a self-portrait I did in early 2021 and...um...well...😅 This pretty much captures it, huh? I'd like to see AI generate this level of psychological horror. For contrast, the second image is a self-portrait I did in 2019, before Ragnarök began. Crazy.
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krpunk · 2 years
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New oil paintings I did this month.
After everything I went through last year, I've struggled to feel human again. Finally, I am calm in my mind and can sit for a painting ..I think I'm improving too.
I learned from the Masters. Bob Ross and Annette Kowalski.
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nanmernoe · 4 months
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Three queer folks masking up 💖😷
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hellsgate-roadhouse · 1 month
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📺 📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺📺
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azuremist · 11 months
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“Unfinished Painting” — Keith Haring
This painting was left intentionally incomplete. Haring began it when he was dying due to complications from AIDS, and knew he didn’t have much time left. The piece represents the incomplete lives of him and many others, lost to AIDS during the crisis.
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“AIDS Memorial Quilt” — Multiple
This quilt is over 50 tons heavy, and one of, if not the, largest pieces of community folk art. Many people who died of AIDS did not receive funerals, due to social stigma and many funeral homes refusing to handle the deceased’s remains, so this was one of the only ways their lives could be celebrated. Each panel was created in recognition of someone who died due to AIDS, typically by that person’s loved ones.
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“Untitled” (Portrait of Ross in L.A.) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres
This pile of candy weighs the same amount as Gonzalez-Torres’ partner, Ross Laycock, did. Ross Laycock had died due to AIDS-related complications earlier that same year. Visitors who see this piece are encouraged to take some of the candy. As they do so, the pile of candy weighs less and less, like how AIDS had deteriorated the body of Ross Laycock.
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The SF Gay Men's Chorus
This photo was taken in 1993. The men in white are the surviving original members. Every man in black is standing in for an original member who lost their lives to AIDS.
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“Electric Fan (Feel it Motherfuckers); Only Unclaimed Item from the Stephen Earabino Estate, 1997” — John Boskovich
After the death of his lover, Stephen Earabino, from AIDS, Boskovich discovered that his family had completely cleared his room, including Boskovich’s own possessions, save for this fan. An entire person, existence and relationship had been erased, just like so many lives during the AIDS crisis. Boskovich encased the fan in Plexiglass, but added cutouts so that its air may be felt by the viewer, almost like an exhalation. In a sense, restoring Earabino’s breath.
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“Blue” — Derek Jarman
This was Jarman’s final feature film, released four months before his death from AIDS-related complications. These complications had left him visually impaired, able to only see in shades of blue. This film consists of a single shot of a saturated blue color, as the soundtrack to the film described Jarman’s life through narration, intercut with the adventures of Blue, a humanization of the color blue. The film's final moments consist of a set of repeated names: “John. Daniel. Howard. Graham. Terry. Paul". These are the names of former lovers and friends of Jarman who had died due to AIDS.
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“Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres
Created by the same man who created the previous untitled piece, this piece was also inspired by his lover’s deterioration and death due to AIDS. This piece consists of two perfectly alike clocks. Over the course of time, one of the clocks will fall out of sync with the other.
In a letter written to his lover about the piece, before his lover’s passing, Gonzalez-Tourres wrote, “Don't be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, the time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit were it is due: time. We are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”
Please feel free to reblog with more additions
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bankruptmagicuser · 9 months
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Lifeline. 2020 digital media by OneBrokeWitch
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