My tablet’s to-do list quickly turned into some weird fascination with the calligraphy pen setting.
Your weird attempt at self is clogging my brain.
So I heard the other day that someone bought some bacon at some fancy auction house for $142.2 million. I was like OMG I WANT A TASTE OF THAT…IT WOULD BE LIKE TASTING A BIT OF HEAVEN…
Then someone told me it was art and I was like, okay that better be a damn fine picture of bacon.
Then I actually went online to look it up…I was supremely disappointed.
Francis Bacon, you’re too great. Stop it.
Wes Anderson on the set of The Darjeeling Limited, 2007
Photographed by Laura Wilson
There’s always a moment when you start to fall out of love, whether it’s with a person or an idea or a cause, even if it’s one you only narrate to yourself years after the event: a tiny thing, a wrong word, a false note, which means that things can never be quite the same again.
Best one yet! (at Wired Puppy)