obviously everyone has an artistic side...i just favor mines more than others
Friday, March 18, 2011
why do they call you weird?
isaac & seth
& they're both under the age of 7...i'll keep you guys updated on these two more posts coming soon
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
all the colors in my mind..
Someone asked me what was my favorite color and i told them i don't have one it depends on my mood, so they asked me what color is your mood and i told them black and that may last for a few years. Then they asked me why? and i said...black is secretive it's the perfect color to hide ideas,feelings,bodies & other colors as well etc. WHY? because no one can see in the dark.
-kliso
friendly fires!!
Friendly Fires 'Skeleton Boy' by Clemens Habicht from Nexus Productions on Vimeo.
amazing concept
i would listen to them every day when theses song came out
broken social seen-forced to love
"It's an experimental 3D scanning technology that detects the displacement of a grid pattern of any object in front of it," Poon explains. "The data is then used to rebuild the object in three dimensions. Each band member's performance was scanned using this technique and manipulated in the computer to create the effect you see in the final video."
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I'm about to embark on a journey
I'll be posting videos of fascinating people of the past so bear with me & my historical streak...of videos that is. Also for my deep thinkers and artistic lovers that find colors and shapes in everything...this should be quite educational.
Monday, March 14, 2011
jay-z breaks down "most kingz"
Young Hov in the house
It's so necessary
Green Lantern in the house
So necessary
Why ya frontin' on me,
Is that necessary?
You know you've become a star
Because you're the biggest target out there
Right?
When everyone's on the court, they're coming for you
When the opposing player walks into that arena
They're thinkin of upstaging you
You're, you're like a trophy to them
They're thinkin' "if I'm better than this guy,
The spotlight turns on me"
So, you know you're a superstar because you're a marked man
And everyone's coming for you
The, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
Uh
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I'm tired
Build me up, break me down to build me up again
They like "Hov we need you back so we can kill your ass again"
Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac, but he's close
How I'm 'posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
Most kingz get their heads cut off
With the same sword they knight you they gon' good night you with
Shit, thats' only half if they like you
That aint even the half what they might do
Don't believe me, ask Michael
See Martin, see Malcolm
See Biggy, see Pac
See success and its outcome
See Jesus, see Judas
See Caesar, see Brutus
See success is like suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
When you succeed, prepare to be crucified
Media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle
Every step you take, they remind you you ghetto
So it's tough being Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now
Now the question is, "Is to have had and lost
Better than not having at all?"
Because dawg,
Most kingz get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if they ready or not
Most kingz get their heads cut off
The, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be
Er'body wanna be the King then shots ring
You laying on your balcony with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X'd out, get distracted by screams
Er'body get your hand off my jeans
Er'body look at you strange, say you changed
Like you work that hard to stay the same
Uh
Game stays the same, the name changes
So it's best for those to not overdose on being famous
Most kings get driven so insane
That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt Cobain did
So dangerous
No strangers
Invited to the inner sanctum of your chambers
Low chain 'em as the enemies approach
So raise your draw bridge and drown them in the moat
And the spirit I'm evoking
There's kings who've been awoken
From shots from those who was most close to them
They wont stop until you ghost to 'em
But real kings don't die
They become martyrs, let's toast to 'em
King Arthur, put a robe to him
Like James Brown know the show aint over
Until rows roll in
To the republic it's over, though
To my loyal subjects it's over, hoe
Long live the king
No, the rain won't stop
They want my head on the chopping block
I wont die, nah
Most kings get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if they ready or not
Most kings get their heads cut off
Keep on coming if they're ready or not
Long live the king
No, the rain wont stop
Long live the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
Long live the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
Most kings get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if they're ready or not
it's funny how i made a wish after a shooting star yesterday
the things i didn't know i still believed in were still there..
Saturday, March 12, 2011
hasta luego taxi man...
they will talk you to death but overall...good guy lol we were listening jigga man, how ill is that?
Friday, March 11, 2011
thanks mom..
As a kid my mom would take me to museums ,art exhibitions,art galleries & it was an absolute privilege to actually witness the paintings of warhol and basquiat in the same venue.This was the same video they showed at the gallery and i was forever inspired.
white sky
An ancient business A modern piece of glasswork Down on the corner that i skate each day in passing The elderly sales clerk Won't eye us with suspicion The whole, immortal corporation's given it's permission The little stairway A little piece of carpet A pair of mirrors that Are facing one another Out in both directions A thousand little Julias That come together In the middle of Manhattan ive waited since lunch It all comes at once Around the corner The house that modern art built I ask for modern art To keep it out the closet Of people who might own it The sins of pride and envy And on the second floor The Richard Serra Skatepark Waited since lunch It all comes at once Sit on the park wall Ask all the right questions Why are the horses Racing taxis in the winter Look up at the buildings Imagine who might live there Imagining your Wolfords In a ball upon the sink there waited since lunch now It all comes at once
Thursday, March 10, 2011
cycle caps
I saw "look at me now" today & chris had on a red cycle cap. Now im a fan of breezy i just think he's so banal from his style and his music...and just now thinking about it (pause) i think i just had an epiphany. The only reason i fuck with him is because he can dance but anyway tho im completely turned off & i now wanna throw all my cycle caps away.It utterly annoys me that all of a sudden he's on that "i am different,art,fashion creativity shit'....& not too long ago chris and tyga said they brought snapbacks back -__- im done venting.
the purpose
style hunting,art hunting,cuisine hunting,eccentric behavior,good music,beautiful humans preferably women...im inspired by these things. I can't hold it all in my outlooks need to be put somewhere.
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