I am the wind and the wind is invisible, all the leaves tremble but I am invisible, blackbird over the dark field but I am invisible, what fills the balloon and what it moves through, knot without rope, bloom without flower, galloping without the horse, the spirit of the thing without the thing, location without dimension, without a within, song without throat, word without ink, wingless flight, dark boat in the dark night, shine without light, pure velocity, as the hammer is a hammer when it hits the nail and the nail is a nail when it meets the wood and the invisible table begins to appear out of mind, pure mind, out of nothing, pure thinking, hand of the mind, hand of the emperor, arm of the empire, void and vessel, sheath and shear, and wider, and deeper, more vast, more sure, through silence, through darkness, a vector, a violence, and even farther, and even worse, between, before, behind, and under, and even stronger, and even further, beyond form, beyond number, I labor, I lumber, I fumble forward through the valley as winter, as water, a shift in the river, I mist and frost, flexible and elastic to the task, a fountain of gravity, space curves around me, I thirst, I hunger, I spark, I burn, force and field, force and counterforce, agent and agency, push to your pull, parabola of will, massless mass and formless form, dreamless dream and nameless name, intent and rapturous, rare and inevitable, I am the thing that is hurtling towards youTumblr (3.0; @tusha)http://tusha.tumblr.com/<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f3d81d572e016d595f9ee542ccb1163a/tumblr_med0uqysCf1ql710jo1_r1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51025116232http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51025116232Wed, 22 May 2013 01:25:18 +0200<iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nagI_slIviA?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51025070128http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51025070128Wed, 22 May 2013 01:24:42 +0200<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f7db7d28585543ea0fc1732eedfee972/tumblr_ml2burfRuS1qzihnoo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51024955582http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51024955582Wed, 22 May 2013 01:23:13 +0200<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdu99pv2PA1qkfwf2o1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51024927114http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51024927114Wed, 22 May 2013 01:22:50 +0200<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7496a7278aaa72a9ca064323fa9fc6cb/tumblr_mmpm991Ime1s4q26go5_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/16c8e5fd101777af50c70b41122a5027/tumblr_mmpm991Ime1s4q26go6_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/197d3736b5724498caecb6ddb578a58b/tumblr_mmpm991Ime1s4q26go2_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c4331c7816bdf892c459da86232dc956/tumblr_mmpm991Ime1s4q26go4_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e4b3e8cd5818f149a81f85494ded4b58/tumblr_mmpm991Ime1s4q26go3_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cb9a52b8a2ae336ba2099c8e9282ce19/tumblr_mmpm991Ime1s4q26go1_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51024872120http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/51024872120Wed, 22 May 2013 01:22:07 +0200<iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BRycuE-aAIs?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50934250240http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50934250240Mon, 20 May 2013 23:20:39 +0200<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7716e2f5829adede2184ac36a95fc59c/tumblr_mjxwgsJh5Y1s8lx3vo2_250.gif"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e16f1e0a56bfb59e50a0fb51f8f3e6a2/tumblr_mjxwgsJh5Y1s8lx3vo4_250.gif"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d546fbaba0a9c91bc9d273bbf18d7502/tumblr_mjxwgsJh5Y1s8lx3vo3_250.gif"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d736fa666a43a455f683d2c1475a6405/tumblr_mjxwgsJh5Y1s8lx3vo1_250.gif"/><br/> <br/><p><a href="http://fishingboatproceeds.tumblr.com/post/50929012824/david-foster-wallace-was-like-art-must-be" class="tumblr_blog">fishingboatproceeds</a>:</p> <blockquote><p>David Foster Wallace was like, <em>Art must be sincere! We must use every tool in the linguistic toolbox to cut through sentiment and dishonest cliche and build fresh ways to reveal the power and reality of unironized emotion.</em></p> <p><em><br/></em>And Mister Rogers was like, <em>Basically the same thing, but without any shame or pretense or fear of sincerity.</em></p></blockquote>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50929730426http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50929730426Mon, 20 May 2013 22:23:28 +0200“I just think that people are so weird about nudity and the human body. Sex is not bad, naked bodies are not bad and naked bodies don’t always have to be connected to sex.”<br/><br/> - <em>Emily Browning </em>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50854960615http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50854960615Sun, 19 May 2013 23:57:23 +0200<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/604c951b9f8daced32bd13542cf3ac32/tumblr_miw7amF3Wi1r03m0qo2_500.gif"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7fedc34db624b5cb20857f9c06150d16/tumblr_miw7amF3Wi1r03m0qo1_500.gif"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/96b1858f99529be440a1f08ea08583a0/tumblr_miw7amF3Wi1r03m0qo3_500.gif"/><br/> <br/><p><small>Movement and interactive relationship with the body has been the most important element throughout my body of work. However through these works, I also started to explore the mechanical structure as a form. Mechanical structure becomes the most enjoyable form to me as it becomes complex yet remains simple and coherent. The contrast between metal structural form and natural feather, together with the repetitive and whimsical movements of fragile wings, provokes the imagination and evolves the intimate relationship between work and viewer/wearer. Although the recent series, segmented wings have been focused on the formal challenge to engineer an intricate movement that simulates bird wings, these works are intended to be a series of poems in which I develope my own formal language, interpret the nature of wings, create various structural forms with movements, and share the metaphor, imagination, humor, with viewer/wearer.</small></p>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50813473255http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50813473255Sun, 19 May 2013 13:53:05 +0200<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/14a4492686dd724819971bd3a04f9497/tumblr_mgy46lOY1x1ryfaujo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Annette Messager</p> <p>la femme et l’opération (2/3)</p>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50764032322http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50764032322Sun, 19 May 2013 00:40:13 +0200<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7a54a87dc4869c533da5bc6794d2ff58/tumblr_ml2oe531ej1qe0lqqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a href="http://frankherholdt.com/">Frank Herholdt</a></p>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50763996019http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50763996019Sun, 19 May 2013 00:39:41 +0200<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8d16cb80f4b8a156630fc024bd21aece/tumblr_mmvghsmlk21rhnyg2o1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50611688018http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50611688018Fri, 17 May 2013 01:46:54 +0200“<p>When you lose someone,<br/> whether by accident or on purpose,<br/> you start measuring time by its proximity to the loss.<br/> You see familiarity in the faces of strangers.<br/> You see the creases around your mother’s eyes.<br/> Molly’s wide smile.<br/> The curve of your sister’s nose.<br/> Reflections in windows begin their taunting.<br/> They mouth the names of all the people<br/> you will probably never see again<br/> except as a fleeting shadow<br/> across a busy city street<br/> or a memory that flashes in front of your eyes<br/> in the seconds before you start crying.</p> <p>When you lose everyone at once,<br/> your body is the first to react.<br/> The twisting of the stomach.<br/> The nightmares while at work<br/> or while driving.<br/> The wrecking heart <br/> pounding against your last hope<br/> until that begins to shudder.<br/> Then you start imagining yourself <br/> wrapped in the arms of other people’s happiness.<br/> You take their laughter as your own<br/> and do anything to forget <br/> the sting of the abandonment.</p> <p>I’ve been told that I cannot eat poems.<br/> That poems will not cure me of my sadness.<br/> That <i>here’s a list of doctors.<br/> Take some meds.<br/> This one’s a natural cure.<br/> You don’t have to be so miserable.</i><br/> The last doctor I saw told me I was crazy.<br/> I spent the next eight months proving him right<br/> because I have never met a doctor<br/> who could un-invent loneliness.<br/> Never found a pill that will close down the miles<br/> that will force me <br/> to spend Christmas morning <br/> alone this year.</p> <p>But I <i>have</i> read poems <br/> that resembled my outstretched hands,<br/> pale and trembling but so full of power.<br/> I’ve heard poets speak words of mercy<br/> that remind me that I’m not as alone as I feel tonight.</p> <p>Doctor, can I wash this one down with some<br/> water under the bridge?<br/> If I take two before bed<br/> will I wake up used to this?<br/> Will it bring my girl back?<br/> Or will it just make me forget?<br/> I haven’t gotten any answers.<br/> This pill is still sitting on my tongue.<br/> I think for now I’ll stick with these poems.<br/> They may not be for eating,<br/> but they do fill me up.</p>”<br/><br/> - <em>Amelia Garcia, “Pro Re Nata”</em>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50594850739http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50594850739Thu, 16 May 2013 21:49:20 +0200<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/34e116fb192324a16bd9f5ee7dbe696c/tumblr_mlqdsuE9wY1r46fnpo1_500.png"/><br/><br/><blockquote> <p>Chris Adrian, <em>The Great Night</em></p> </blockquote>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50440112278http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50440112278Tue, 14 May 2013 22:18:42 +0200<iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KQY9zrjPBjo?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/><p>SOOTHES MY SOUL</p>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50436761901http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50436761901Tue, 14 May 2013 21:30:10 +0200“I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow, to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.”<br/><br/> - <em>Tool, <em>Lateralus</em> </em>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50432303875http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50432303875Tue, 14 May 2013 20:16:12 +0200““Give up defining yourself - to yourself or to others. You won’t die. You will come to life. And don’t be concerned with how others define you. When they define you, they are limiting themselves, so it’s their problem. Whenever you interact with people, don’t be there primarily as a function or a role, but as the field of conscious presence. You can only lose something that you have, but you cannot lose something that you are. 
””<br/><br/> - <em><p class="p1">Eckhart Tolle  </p></em>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50432250223http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50432250223Tue, 14 May 2013 20:15:15 +0200<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/c001480a974adffb7fd4cb14870d2458/tumblr_mkpmwnZb111qgbtgho1_500.png"/><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50413087885http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50413087885Tue, 14 May 2013 12:59:13 +0200<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3840496f43121b8c78e5061fdd6b8606/tumblr_mgbytfvMzw1rl38kqo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50412556860http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50412556860Tue, 14 May 2013 12:41:58 +0200<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/1b58a826bf7129c5ac4f29124c8f363c/tumblr_mmfzfyHOiN1qapcf6o1_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/08eca2800676c106ab355395754fe211/tumblr_mmfzfyHOiN1qapcf6o3_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9a19aadede6f276f5bd4e33fe263e961/tumblr_mmfzfyHOiN1qapcf6o2_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e89999792563cc6341f9d75a90758bc7/tumblr_mmfzfyHOiN1qapcf6o4_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://tiredtalk.tumblr.com/post/49869644758/morning-after-thoughts-about-the-impermanence-of">tiredtalk</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>morning after</p> <p>thoughts about the impermanence of a hook up written in permanent marker in the places he touched</p> <p> by <a href="http://cargocollective.com/lindsaybottos">Lindsay Bottos</a></p> </blockquote> <p>sad story, beautifully written.</p>http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50374590684http://tusha.tumblr.com/post/50374590684Tue, 14 May 2013 00:58:04 +0200