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  View with a Grain of Sand

  We call it a grain of sand,
  but it calls itself neither grain nor sand.
  It does just fine, without a name,
  whether general, particular,
  permanent, passing,
  incorrect, or apt.
  
  Our glance, our touch means nothing to it.
  It doesn’t feel itself seen and touched.
  And that it fell on the windowsill
  is only our experience, not its.
  For it, it is not different from falling on anything else
  with no assurance that it has finished falling
  or that it is falling still.
  
  The window has a wonderful view of a lake,
  but the view doesn’t view itself.
  It exists in this world
  colorless, shapeless,
  soundless, odorless, and painless.
  
  The lake’s floor exists floorlessly,
  and its shore exists shorelessly.
  The water feels itself neither wet nor dry
  and its waves to themselves are neither singular nor plural.
  They splash deaf to their own noise
  on pebbles neither large nor small.
  
  And all this beheath a sky by nature skyless
  in which the sun sets without setting at all
  and hides without hiding behind an unminding cloud.
  The wind ruffles it, its only reason being
  that it blows.
  
  A second passes.
  A second second.
  A third.
  But they’re three seconds only for us.
  
  Time has passed like courier with urgent news.
  But that’s just our simile.
  The character is inverted, his hasts is make believe,
  his news inhuman.

  disorganization:

   Wislawa Szymborska

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  michaelswaney:

  Niall Mcclelland, Trash - Zaps, 2012. Spraypaint and broken fluorescent bulbs on canvas, 72” x 48”

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  unbuiltroads:

  Richard Tuttle, Renaissance Unframed, #6, 1994 - 1995

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  nicolelavelle:

  From the archives:

  Everyone Has Something To Gain, 2011

  Newsprint poster insert for Open Engagement 2011 catalog. Text excerpted from within the same catalog, from an interview with the Bruce High Quality Foundation.

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  sympathyfortheartgallery:

  Jenny Holzer
  ENDGAME
  March 1 - April 7, 2012 
  Skarstedt Gallery

  what a great title and what refreshing work if you know her oeuvre. It’s based on censored government documents. So the link with text is still there. I am just a sucker for this sort of modernistic aesthetic with a bit of digital aesthetic thrown in.

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  <3

  wesdelval:

  Lucie Rie by Lord Snowdon

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  filosofies:

  Pedro Ramos

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  cavetocanvas:

  Bridget Riley, Fragment 6/9, 1965

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  christopherschreck:

  saw family friend Jonathan Mess’ work on Haw-Lin the other day - nice one!

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  fat-birds:

  fuckyeahpigeon:

  Struttin’ like a true g.

  I don’t even know.

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  zu erinnern und zu vergessen, Ariel Schlesinger

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  Untitled (burned Turkmenistan carpet III), Ariel Schlesinger

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  Untitled (Socks Holder), Ariel Schlesinger

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  L´angoisse de la page blanche, Ariel Schlesinger

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  julianminima:

  Zak Prekop

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  The sound two empty spaces make when they meet, Ariel Schlesinger

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  minimalistmatt:

  Ligne Blanche

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  mythologyofblue:

  Josef Prošek, Performance by Milan Grygar, 1969

  (wonderfulambiguity)

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  be still my heart

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  matthewfeyld:

  Untitled 11x14 inches, acrylic on panel, 2012.

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  christopherschreck:

  Kees Goudzwaard

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  wesdelval:

  Jochen Lempert

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  artspotting:

  Alexander Hamilton, Blue Flora Celtica,  Narcissus 2
  Cyanotype with plant elements, 50 x 65cm - 1990 - 2002 

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  maaaaaaaaaddy:

  claes oldenberg

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  cavetocanvas:

  Bridget Riley, Broken Circle, 1963

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  jesuisperdu:

  nicholas gottlund on self publish, be happy