Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perceive as I perceive, look, experience, examine, and for once, just once, understand.
— Sarah Otto
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Narrator: I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn’t screw to save its species. I wanted to open the dump valves on oil tankers and smother all those French beaches I’d never see. I wanted to breathe smoke.
Tyler Durden: Where’d you go, psycho boy?
Narrator: I felt like destroying something beautiful.
Andreas Gursky: 99 cents II. 2001
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Freitag abend und allein? Ja, auch ich kann heute ein Lied davon singen… Aber pff… wofür gibts denn Booty Luv? Damit mach ich mir meinen eigenen Diskoabend. Zum Glück ist mein Mitbewohner außer Haus… Volle Lautstärke also an. :)
Despite the fact that he is an exquisite beauty—with perfectly formed red, red lips and a face that might have been dreamed by the Romantic poets—he thinks he resembles “a cartoon character.” One of his legs is longer than the other, which makes him look, he assures you, “like an idiot.”
http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2009/11/robert-pattinson.html
Jawohl, auch das ist Kunst. Besonders dieses Stück hat es mir unter den verschiedenen Werken auf www.coca-cola-art.com angetan. Tolle knallige Farben, schöne Komposition und am besten natürlich ist der Bezug zu London, meiner allerliebsten Lieblingsstadt! :D
