Bernhard’s major work combines an unflinching recognition of the radical ugliness at the core of life with an equally determined affirmation, however implicit, of its inexhaustible beauty. This paradoxical vision too was one of the gifts that his grandfather had bequeathed to him: “I now had an opportunity to examine my grandfather’s assertions. I had an obsessive desire to gather the evidence in my head, and so I began a strenuous search for the evidence, tracking it down in every direction, in every corner of the city of my youth and its surroundings. My grandfather had been right in his judgment of the world: it was indeed a cesspit, but one which engendered the most intricate and beautiful forms if one looked into it long enough, if one’s eye was prepared for such strenuous and microscopic observation” (305).
Le Cattive Madri, Giovanni Segantini
This looks like it’s from an episode of Hannibal
What is Cass McCombs’s deal, I’ve been wondering for years. I still don’t have any idea. This video is somehow so perfect for a song about gypsies, Satan, and “shitty songs, shitty art.”