Am I the only one inspired by Pearl Jam game
Ms. Haiku
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Here's a brain teaser - I wrote about this in the "Words Communication" thread. I posted a photograph by Tina Modotti within a thread about "Immortality" because I think they fit so well together. What other artwork (photograph, painting etc) do you think goes with a particular Pearl Jam song?
Here's my example:
Listen to "Immortality", read the lyrics, look at this picture, and tell me what you think.
http://dametzdesign.com/trabajadores.jpg
It's "Workers Parade" 1926(?) by Tina Modotti
Here's the Lyrics:
immortality
i can't think of a better song right now.
vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her
cannot find the comfort in this world
artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
a truant finds home...and a wish to hold on...
but there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
as privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
swept out through the cracks beneath the door
holier than thou, how?
surrendered...executed anyhow
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
a truant finds home...and a wish to hold on too...
he saw the trapdoor in the sun...
immortality...
i cannot stop the thought...i'm running in the dark...
coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
and whiskers in the sink...
truants move on...cannot stay long
some die just to live...
ohh.
Here's my example:
Listen to "Immortality", read the lyrics, look at this picture, and tell me what you think.
http://dametzdesign.com/trabajadores.jpg
It's "Workers Parade" 1926(?) by Tina Modotti
Here's the Lyrics:
immortality
i can't think of a better song right now.
vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her
cannot find the comfort in this world
artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
a truant finds home...and a wish to hold on...
but there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
as privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
swept out through the cracks beneath the door
holier than thou, how?
surrendered...executed anyhow
scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
a truant finds home...and a wish to hold on too...
he saw the trapdoor in the sun...
immortality...
i cannot stop the thought...i'm running in the dark...
coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
and whiskers in the sink...
truants move on...cannot stay long
some die just to live...
ohh.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
http://www.masters-of-photography.com/images/screen/lange/lange_bread_line.jpg
Dorothea Lange's "White Angel Bread Line" 1932 and Pearl Jam's "Dead Man Walking." Here are the lyrics:
Sailing on my every step. Inching off of the earth.
Is magnified by the things I've done.
The thing that I've become.
Every lift of my hand. Coffee cup up, and back.
Is magnified by the things I've done. The things I've seen. the things I've caused.
I'm a dead man walking.
The hammer that I once brung down now hovers over me.
Cast a shadow across, onto me.
The hallways are all mocking me.
What I've become they're all mocking me.
I'm a dead man walking. A dead man walking. A dead man walking.
I'm a dead man walking. Dead man walking. Dead man walking.
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
nope, don't think I could make art out of this, but I will give you the very compact version so you can see the connection......
Song: Lowlight
Event: Car crash down a large bank, mother, son and step-father. Step-father died on impact, son got thrown from the car half way down (not wearing seat belt) and survived, mother apparently got out of car searching for her son in the dark, calling his name, but drowned in rising flood waters.
The mother had apparently told a friend she wanted to be reincarnated as an eagle. At her and her husband's funeral two eagles flew over head. I always think of this whenever I hear "Two birds is what they'll see, getting lost upon their way"
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
I think it works well...... and I got another for the same song, a sketch of a giocometti sculpture, it just floats along.....................
Pacifier the event fits and maybe stops it from being unbearably tragic.
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird