Dear Jack (works faste not smarter)

hi

Dear Jack,

Godot’s been putting off this letter to you for ages and the irony is it’s all about quickmess, , More specfilcally, this tweet

𝖊𝖌𝖌 @emmaggarland

the vibe of 2022 is backing your own typos. the world is ending there's no time to arse around being coherent.

love it.

‘So far, this year has a mischievous air about it’ writes cultural lightning rod Emma Garland. ‘There is a tense, unsettled atmosphere that typically gathers before a storm or Curry’s opening their doors on Black Friday.’

The tweet + quote come from Garland’s essay on Julia Fox, ‘a defining figure of this particularly lawless era of pop culture’:

After two years of mass anxiety and dread, who knows how things will shake out. It’s a mesmerising sort of chaos, really, not unlike “Uncuh Jams” itself. And in the midst of it all, stroking a bag made of human hair like a criminal mastermind, is Julia Fox.

I DIED wheni discovered her 2017 New york art exhibition ‘RIP Julia Fox’,

'Yes, it’s my blood,' Fox told Jill Di Donato Huffington Post at the time. 'I wanted the show to be as authentic and personal as possible. 'I extracted the blood with a syringe and used the syringe to paint on the silk', she added. 'It wasn’t as bad as it seems.' @Jill Di Donato, if you still have the audio of this interview, you MUST release it, the public need it, thanks.

Emily wrote about Fox this year for the i arguing that ‘history is brimming with cautionary tales of women punished for overstepping their prescribed boundaries. As such, we have learned the power – or rather, the safety – in playing dumb, and Fox is no exception.’ She’s ‘the latest in a long line’ of influential women strategically appearing non-threatening:

Think of Sexy Baby Voice. It describes the cultural phenomenon of adult women speaking like children; while the term was first used in 2013, it stretches back far further – think Monroe’s breathy “Mr President”, or Jane Birkin’s high-pitched keening on Serge Gainsbourg tracks.

Fox knows exactly what she’s doing — this time we are ‘laughing with her’, Emily reckons.

‘Celebrities are not that fucking important,’ she told The Cut back in February. ‘You can tell us about your stupid fucking date. We’re in a pandemic. Give people something to talk about. Do your fucking service, do your job.’

Then something about a VIbe Shift 00 did you read that one?

that tehn led me on to Sean Monahan’s substack.(Monahan was part of K-hole, an artistic colective that predicted trends. they popularised ‘normcore’. )

Anyway, frm 8bal; https://www.otherlife.co/on-angelicism/

Acceletartonism

This

https://www.spikeartmagazine.com/?q=articles/we-are-speaking-existence

Like much of the content in our transient feeds, this tweet was lost, but a screenshot of it remains, archived in a Substack newsletter from the same cultural sphere: paul (from bible)’s The River. In an image embedded in the dispatch, the tweet was collaged over a heart-shaped cloud and a sketch of a two-headed angel drawn by Avner, then re-inserted into the stream of the essay between a quotation from 1 Corinthians 14:10 and a fragment of text about searching for angels in Proust’s Sodom and Gomorrah. Interlaced and appropriated, the image is true to the nature of the digital sphere it functions within. 

If fashion is a mirror of the times, then Praying is a reflection of the feed

today’s radically minded teens are more likely to disassociate on ketamine than they are to start a movement (Praying recently produced a “I’ve been living in a k.hole” T-shirt)

the age of merchtainment

in conclusion, i reckon the world’s on fire, so just channel julia fox and embarce teh chaos? idk, maybe fffirst time constraint could be lloooseen up bb

Thats;s the newsldrter.

all best,

Samo x oixsz