i googled "sarah moody" and this is what i got.


harbour island

swimming home

garden, uranian phalanstery

a funeral gesture and a truce

i made a set of wings
and hoped they would help me fly.

i have the same hair cut now

i have never believed this as much as today.

i have often said that i have nothing to say as an artist. having something to say implies that one is struggling with meaning. the role of the artist is in fact that we don't know what to say, and it is that not knowing that leads to the work.

- anish kapoor

i don't give a fuck.

i want to holla at my homie Martin for his dope pictures of conEd vans.


You can rely on me honey
You can combine anything you want

I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun

Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around

I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?



The movement validated strong emotion as an authentic source of aesthetic experience, placing new emphasis on such emotions as trepidation, horror and terror and awe—especially that which is experienced in confronting the sublimity of untamed qualities, both new aesthetic categories. It elevated folk art and ancient custom to something noble, made of spontaneity a desirable character (as in the musical impromptu), and argued for a "natural" epistemology of human activities as conditioned by nature in the form of language and customary usage.
Romanticism reached beyond the rational and Classicist ideal models to elevate a revived medievalism and elements of art and narrative perceived to be authentically medieval, in an attempt to escape the confines of population growth, urban sprawl, and industrialism, and it also attempted to embrace the exotic, unfamiliar, and distant in modes more authentic than Rococo chinoiserie, harnessing the power of the imagination to envision and to escape.

strawberry fields forever