Image source- Hair in Afican Art and Culture, Roy Sieber, Frank Herreman, Museum for African Art (New York, N.Y.)
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"Nebe Miri (ft Theophilus London)"
Amadou & Mariam
Folila
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“Then I went down into the basement, Where my friend, the maniac, busies himself with his electronic graffiti, Finally his language touches me, Because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls, In that moment, poetry will be made by everyone, And there will be emu’s in the zone.”
Chris Marker - Sans Soleil
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in rapid city, south dakota, my mother gave me ice cubes wrapped in napkins to suck on. i was teething then and the ice cube numbed my gums. that night we crossed the badlands. i rode in the shelf behind the back seat of the plymouth and stared out at the stars. the glass of the window was freezing cold if you touched it. we stopped on the prairie at a place with huge white plastic dinosaurs standing around in a circle. there was no town. just these dinosaurs with lights shining up at them from the ground. my mother carried me around in a brown army blanket humming a slow tune. i think it was “peg a’ my heart.” she hummed it very softly to herself. like her thoughts were far away. we weaved slowly in and out through the dinosaurs. through their legs. under their bellies. circling the brontosaurus. staring up at the teeth of the tyrannosaurus rex. they had all these little blue lights for eyes. there were no people around. just us and the dinosaurs.
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Jean-Luc Godard snuggled up against Brigitte Bardot’s legs during the filming of “Contempt”, 1963
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Stranger Than Paradise (1984) // *names of the last three horses in race two
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