listen. it’s 2018. it’s time to admit, finally, that bbc sherlock is, in fact, bad, and was only good because we watched it when we were 15 and didn’t know how to dismantle scripts that SOUND clever but are really just gold-flake covered shit
*angry and annoyed asexual agreement*
what’s this mean
It means they agreed but weren’t like, horny about it i guess
those money reblog posts are always like “this works holy shit???” and then it’s like a photo of their paycheck they received as scheduled from their job
June 7th, 1942: Edward Hopper completes his best known painting, the seminal Nighthawks. When asked by a Chicago Tribute reporter about the philosophical meaning behind the diner having no clearly visible exits Hopper responded, “Shit. Fuck. I did it again. Goddamnit. Fuck. Not again. I did it again. Shit.” and slammed his hat on his leg.
See, this is interesting to me.
I notice things in my stuff sometimes, things that I hadn’t intended, connections that I hadn’t been consciously creating. But the moment of noticing them creates a moment of choice. What to do with that connection? Do I ignore it? Do I negate it by changing things so that the connection no longer exists? Or do I embrace it and run as far and as fast as I can with that connection to see where it takes me?
Generally speaking, I chose to run with it like I’d stolen it.
If an artist has had something happen *multiple times*, as is implied in that quote, without being fully aware of it in a *visual* medium where everything is present for a reason and, generally, by intention, then that seems to me to be a moment where some self-reflection is necessary.
The man’s subconscious is doing that, repeatedly, and with intention. And he might have needed to take a moment and think about *why* it was happening. And I wonder if he ever took the time to find out the “why”.
well i guess this is it 