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7 years ago

Dans le Ciel, Je ne vois rien.Mais son cri est vif etClair.

L’Oracle Amusé


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1 year ago
I Dont Want To Explain To Somebody What Pollen Is. That Is The Secret And The Beauty And The Power And
I Dont Want To Explain To Somebody What Pollen Is. That Is The Secret And The Beauty And The Power And
I Dont Want To Explain To Somebody What Pollen Is. That Is The Secret And The Beauty And The Power And
I Dont Want To Explain To Somebody What Pollen Is. That Is The Secret And The Beauty And The Power And
I Dont Want To Explain To Somebody What Pollen Is. That Is The Secret And The Beauty And The Power And

“I don’t want to explain to somebody what pollen is. … That is the secret and the beauty and the power and the potential of all this.” —Wolfgang Laib

In this week’s Season 7 preview, artist Wolfgang Laib discusses his interest in pollen, while shown installing Pollen from Hazelnut (2013) at the Museum of Modern Art in 2013—sifting hazelnut pollen collected by the artist since the mid-1990s.

WATCH: Preview of Wolfgang Laib in Legacy

Season 7 of ART21 Art in the Twenty-First Century premieres Friday, October 24, 2014 at 10:00 p.m. ET on PBS (check local listings). Legacy airs Friday, November 7, 2014.

IMAGES: Production stills from the ART21 Art in the Twenty-First Century Season 7 episode, Legacy, 2014. © ART21, Inc. 2014.


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3 years ago
The Villagers Were Terrified Of The Forest,

The villagers were terrified of the forest,

And all that lied within.

This fear was only ever chorused,

Over a little too much gin.

One,

Trees who told the oldest tales,

Who had driven many mad without fail.

Two,

Water, radiating oh, so bright,

Making cinders of any onlooker’s eyes.

Three,

Grass, soft to the touch,

How it’d lead to your eternal slumber,

And turn you into dust.

Four,

Pine-needled path,

Inhale it,

Which…way was…out…of the forest?

Five,

Acorns, white as a cloud in a crystal sky,

Boiled and leached.

Treats, seemingly sweet,

Before they have you buckling at your feet.

The forest welcomed the local village,

And all whom lied within.

As they say,

There is some truth to every story,

Much to the human-craving forest’s chagrin.

- (d.n.k)


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3 years ago

Senses

Give me the freedom to speak and I will tell you a story

Give me the freedom to write and I will transport you to another world

Give me the freedom to taste and I will take your sweet words and turn them into candy

Give me the freedom to listen and I will hear your story in all it's glory

Give me the freedom to see and I will pear into your soul, that is made of the purest of gold

Because all it takes is 5 senses for me to show you that there is meaning in everything we do


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4 months ago

Some people forget their sixth sense. Common sense! Did *I* forget about it? Nah, I just don’t *have* it-


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3 years ago

Get ready for some rambling because I don’t know what to do with this information. TLDR.

Ever since I can remember I would randomly smell different scents- scents that were no where near me let alone in the same place as me. I never looked up anything like this until recently and the most popular thing I saw was something called “Phantom Smell”. However, people with Phantom Smell say they smell something burning like toast or a chemical like smell, something always bad it seemed. I have bad allergies and have been on allergy medicine since I can remember as well and as I grew older and developed depression the smells come more frequently I feel. When I was younger I would only smell something here and there, have a long few year break, then start smelling something again.

The smells I most commonly smelled was freshly dug dirt or specifically Lipsmackers Watermelon chapstick. Now that I’m older I have been smelling freshly cut watermelon, flat soda pops, fresh cut onions, and other smells that seem nostalgic to me but I can’t quite place. These smells have always only lasted a second or two but they would be strong or very mild. Enough for me to register what they were and then they vanish.

I have a very great and close best friend of ten years and I have always expressed to them when I would randomly smell something. I was getting ready to leave their house a few years back when I randomly smelled orange soda pop. They, however, did not have orange soda pop in their home. I received a text a few hours later from my friend saying the party they were attending had orange soda pop.

The same friend has gone on vacation twice this year and both times I smelled freshly cut juicy watermelon. These scents can get so powerful I swear it’s like visualizing the item into existence just by the smell. And each time I texted them and told them what I had smelled they came back each time with the answer of they had watermelon in their possessions each time.

The most recent smell I’ve had was a peeled banana.


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