He had brought with him an ability to see things as funny no matter how bad he felt. Everybody in the circle clapped, and, glancing up, startled, he saw the ring of smiles, everybody’s eyes warm with approval, and the noise of their applause remained with him for quite a period, inside his heart.
clearly or darkly?

ACHTUNG BERLIN!
Word just come down from the mountain that my beloved nephew, Gego the Cat, will be staying with me in my apartment here in Schöneberg this weekend:


Thank God! I was going crazy without Gego. I need him!
FOR THOSE WHO CAME IN LATE:
I have helpfully included a photo of Gego at the top of this post. I specifically chose a photo where
- my bicep looks huge (in case any cute girl’s are reading . . .)
- he is clinging to me for dear life because he didn’t want to go to home . . . he loves being here that much!
If you’re in the Berlin area, come on by and see us. It’s warm up here and I have plenty of tea and coffee and incense. I am told Elina will also be here (she texted me at the exact same time as Isabella asking me to help her graduate from college), so you can say hello to her as well.
OK?



George Grosz
1893 Berlin, Germany
1959 Berlin, GermanyDer Liebeskranke
Sick of Love
1916
Oil on canvas
Acquired 1979George Grosz was regarded as an enfant terrible by Berlin society. He liked to shock onlookers with his attire and powdered face like a death mask, and he called himself “Graf Ehrenfried.” In this painting, the last guest sitting in the Café des Westens in Berlin is the artist himself, surrounded by the utensils of his addiction. In his breast pocket is a gun, which was part of his getup as king of the lowlifes and someone tired of living. The ostentatious decadence of the morbid dandy must have seemed like a slap in the face for the soldiers serving on the front in the war year of 1916. The plunging perspectives, distorted proportions, and caricature-like exaggerations used by Grosz are essential stylistic elements of Expressionism. The dynamic spatial representation also alludes to Futurism, without its enthusiasm for the big city and its faith in technology.
thank’s joe lol



my german girlfriends came to visit

wayward vampire . . .
i love smelling like masculine woods and fresh dirt . . .


elina is still here and we’ve watched 100 movies by this point lol


big sigh
