Vincent van Gogh’s Blossoming Almond Branches in a Glass, 1888
how we act alone when we don’t feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, that’s ME baby. you’re never going to know me like i know me. haha.
Now open, Soul of a Nation: Art in the Age of Black Power presents the complex work of Black artists who—at a time of dizzying political, social, and aesthetic revolution—produced some of the most innovative and electric art of the 20th century. See it now through Feb 3. And, don’t forgot to grab your tickets for tomorrow’s horn-infused dance party with Soul in the Horn! Dance to hits from the 1960-80’s, enjoy a special after hours viewing of Soul of a Nation, and have your portrait taken by Paper Monday.
Barkley L. Hendricks, (American, 1945–2017). Blood (Donald Formey), 1975. Oil and acrylic on canvas. Courtesy of Dr. Kenneth Montague | The Wedge Collection, Toronto. © Estate of Barkley L. Hendricks. Courtesy of the artist’s estate and @jackshainman, New York.
REMEMBER SKIP-IT FROM THE 90’S
my weapon of choice during school yard fights
I remember seeing them perform this live on my campus.. My jaw dropped within 10 seconds.
holy shit
I’ve posted this before, but it’s always worth re-posting.
i have no words…
Wow…
💯
