NO FEAR, NO GREED, NO ENVY sothebys.com/en/buy/auction/… #Bitcoin
From the minds of Graphite Method; @laurencefuller x @vincentdonofrio & @veryordinally presented by @Sothebysverse @trygamma
@aiFilmAcademy
Below is our thread on this dreamlike reimagining of cinema history 🧵
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Graphite Method ~ the new partnership between Vincent D’Onofrio & @laurencefuller launching in Miami this December🕋♣️
Three poetic art installations exhibiting w/ @TransientLabs & @MakersPlace / @trygamma & @NolchaShows / @tezos & @RefractionDAO
Preview graphitemethod.xyz
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Checking out our art on the easel by @museframe at @MakersPlace @TransientLabs exhibition. At the Sagamore Hotel Miami until December 11.
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GN ~ we’re still reminiscing about @vincentdonofrio x @LaurenceFuller immersive art & poetry performance of ‘Reflections Of Ours’ in NYC
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I do not care if you are nice,
I care if you have bled for your art,
And if there’s still life left in your veins,
Then there’s still life left to give,
And if your art bleeds itself,
My eyes have seen glory.
I stare up at the handy work of God,
These fingers which pluck strings in the clouds bleed too,
As I rise up from the subway staircase,
There’s light in the street lamp shining,
Shining and dying and fading to a faint jazz bar at last call.
I left my rule book at home next to my poetry journal,
One of these things I threw in the trash in the morning,
The other I wrote poetry with.
LF 🥀🔥
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Graphite Method is proud to announce our official partnership w/ @leocrane & @ClareMaguire at @aiFilmAcademy ~ we have some brilliant projects line up that we cannot wait to share with you!🔳🔲
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The Big Pink House ~ is coming to mainstage @NFCsummit 🦩
Graphite Method’s next live & immersive project by @vincentdonofrio & @LaurenceFuller is coming to Lisbon on May 29th 🦎
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Rage on,
Hold on while you can,
Rage on,
Grab their arm before they slip away.
Hold them closer with the burning embers of that roaring fire,
For it is hotter than a helping hand,
Rage on,
How many tributes can this world write to patch that searing hole?
They are all burned to tatters and fall in ash as they land before your feet,
Rage on,
To make every corner of this earth a temple of worship,
Destroy their false idols and step in their place, the glow from the light behind will drown the whole world with your glory.
Rage on.
🥀🔥
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Big Pink House immersive has now been submitted to @NFCsummit & the maverick organizers behind this event @bygrida & @johnkarp ~ we are excited to bring this sweeping romantic Hollywood epic to life in Lisbon this May.
Ty for the shoutout @nftnow !! ~ nftnow.com/features/nonfungi…
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Who will be in Lisbon to see the wild animals that skulk around the Big Pink House on May 29th @NFCsummit ?? 🦎
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Thank you for acquiring SPARROW @IdaHerself !! objkt.com/tokens/KT1DC6JiHo6…
Gn 💎
I had the incredible opportunity to witness legends @vincentdonofrio and @LaurenceFuller bring their art to life at Stellar, Lume Studios in NYC. Can you spot me in the photo? 👀
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Just think before you enter.
Careful of the flowers.
They could be my heart you step on.
Careful of the vines.
They are everything I have ever reached for.
Careful of the weeds that grow.
They are all my imperfections.
And do not scuff the soil.
The seeds that grow were planted long ago.
Just think before you enter.
-V.
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Plough on donkey, plough on,
Your freedom was unbearable for the farmer,
As you danced on hind legs in the spring,
You shon too bright in the sunlight and your glimmer flashed rage in his squinting eyes,
Reign him in,
And strap those carrots in front of his chin.
Plough on donkey, plough on,
Chase the farmer’s dreams and be grateful for the whip upon your skinny hide,
You do not deserve to eat without his permission, this is not your time.
Plough on donkey, plough on,
Send those crows to squawk in your ears,
And all the scarecrows and stalks that stalk you,
Let them scour your fields dry,
Plough on donkey, plough on.
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We’re coming close to finishing the art on Big Pink House, an intensely beautiful romance set in Hollywood ~ and we can’t wait to share it with you May 29th at @NFCsummit Immersive MainStage ⛲️
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GN ~ Way In The Deep 🥀🔥
by @vincentdonofrio x @LaurenceFuller
1/1 @SuperRare acquired by @shashxg 4 ETH
superrare.com/0x2e1a755e96ad…
Laurence Fuller
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Maybe save the crown for the king or queen.
If one ever comes around.
It doesn't really matter to me what you think.
What matters is what we all think.
That is where our power is.
It doesn't matter to me what you brag about.
What matters is that we all have the right to brag.
You can go ahead and think your great but greatness is weighed by the world.
But yes go with your greatness.
Crown yourself King or Queen.
Go live, go and live the life.
I wish you the best of luck and my hopes are that your kingdom doesn't turn on you.
And yes the world will weigh on that too.
It doesn't matter what I think.
What matters is what we all think.
This is the power we have.
Every one of us.
Maybe save the crown for the king or queen.
If one ever comes around.
We crown kings and queens.
That's what we do.
We crown them and dream of being one.
The dream is good enough for me.
Maybe save the dream.
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GN ~ Panel I : Welcome To My World by @vincentdonofrio x @LaurenceFuller 🥀🔥 makersplace.com/drops/birth-…
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Desperately screaming from the rooftops that decry, once was the decry of the day, to say;
“My laurels, oh my laurels,
How lovely they look and sit on my head.
My laurels, oh my laurels”
And that fallen echo clangs in the empty allies and sullen of its kind,
The mangy dogs and overflowing trash bags of plastic wrapping, undigestible with time.
That which is degraded yet never degrades,
The laurels which float down the gutter to be fished out by stragglers and the poachers emissaries.
At last a piece to sell, by the big, the great celebrity.
Just wash off the scum it collected through those pools and puddles on its way down the drifting rot,
Shake off the weary weeds and wax.
A lie that was a dollar note,
It had your face, the big show and the state.
Turns out it was only paper planes,
That crashed and crumpled in the allies of New York.
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Special thanks to @museframe for displaying BIG PINK HOUSE throughout @NFCsummit 🔳🔲◼️
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GM ~ find out what’s so funny at the Big Pink House on May 28th @NFCsummit 🦩
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Listen to this poetic story by @vincentdonofrio in Graphite Method’s groundbreaking triptych 🔳🔲◼️ makersplace.com/exhibition/b…
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We have a lot of new friends following Graphite Method ~ below is a behind the scenes video, about Vincent & Laurence making art out of poetry makersplace.com/drops/birth-…
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That time has come around again, pundits come and gather round again;
Punch down clown, punch down,
Look at all those fools beneath you,
Trying so hard to clammer around what you already succeeded,
They will never live the life you lead,
The carpets you have walked down,
And the adulation upon your crown.
Punch down clown, punch down,
See a shine glimmering in the water,
Step on it before it gets too bright,
Make sure it drowns,
Punch down clown, punch down.
The big show circus around you it’s all yours and filled with seats you built,
The real show, not the freak show round the corner,
Where the tickets don’t read your name and no one cares about your fame,
Wheel them in and kick them about,
No one cares for your approval,
Take a seat at their table, pretend it’s yours,
Their time is done before it ever started,
Punch down clown, punch down.
You deserve to, you’re entitled to,
It’s your birth right,
Like the train with all the animals,
Don’t bother to feed them.
Just scream and shout if they put up a fight,
Punch down clown, punch down.
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A portrait from cinema history 🎥🎞️
Richard Avedon's iconic portrait ‘Marilyn Monroe, Actress, New York City, 1957’ has sold for $882,000 during the #21stCenturyEveningSale
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Thank you @artnet for this deep dive into what we’re doing at Graphite Method! news.artnet.com/art-world/vi…
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We fuck up.
We do.
Our instinct's clash with our morality.
It happens.
We mean well but sometimes don't do so well.
We fuck up.
We hurt peoples feelings.
They hurt ours.
We think about ourselves too little.
We think about ourselves too much.
We fuck up.
We do.
We slip.
We over compensate.
We lie because we are afraid about the truth of ourselves.
We lie because we are afraid about the truth of others.
We make shit up.
We fuck up.
We build walls to keep out the bad people.
We build walls which also keep out the good people.
We pretend as if we know who is bad and who is good.
For our own good.
Which can be bad.
Oh man, do we fuck up.
We sure do.
Can we do better?
Sure.
Then what?
We fuck up.
-V
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The Graphite Method Genesis poster was only possible to claim live at the immersive event in NYC ~ but editions will also be airdropped to bidders of SPARROW 1/1 and collectors of Sparrow Cube 🥀🔥
objkt.com/users/tz1YhPHxYaPG…
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Welcome To My World ~ a punk rock saga that is the first panel of graphite method’s cinematic poetry triptych makersplace.com/drops/birth-…
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Graphite Method invites you!
YOU ARE INVITED 🎥🥂
⬩Join us for an evening of red carpet glamour and entertainment at @NFCsummit
⬩Partners, artists and more announcing soon
⬩Sign up in the link below and mark your calendars ⬇️
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Graphite Method featured on front page of Objkt today ~ thank you to the team!
Today we are highlighting @GraphiteMethod, whose pieces mark an evolution in method acting and cinematic poetry!
#objktdailycuration
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GM had a brilliant time participating in @aiFilmAcademy at @NFCsummit as jury we were really impressed by the quality of submissions ~ huge congrats to the recipients!
@LeMoonSynth & @Ethereal_Gwirl won Best Picture
@NathanBoey won Best Visuals
@mind_wank won Best Narrative
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In just 2 Days ~ many stars from long ago and far away will arrive at the Big Pink House @NFCsummit MainStage ~ May 28th at 5.05pm 🦩
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Welcome To My World is a brutal punk rock saga. From the minds of Graphite Method @vincentdonofrio & @laurencefuller ~ follow this link to hear ~> makersplace.com/exhibition/b…
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Your pieces are just so incredibly original and exciting.
Ida, you are one of my fav artists in the community and I'm always delighted to see your stuff.
Thank you for your talent.
Gn! 💎
‘Celeste Aïda’ featured on a Times Square billboard! I am extremely proud of this piece and have thoroughly enjoyed the process of creating and sharing it.
Available to collect for a limited time at objkt.com/tokens/KT191aeyMz8….
My heartfelt thanks to my Tezos family @LaurenceFuller, @vwestphoto_nb, @kikanicolela, @cabline1, @artcrush, @GraphiteMethod, @flexasaurusrex, @ArtMonochrome1, @hosseinyektapo1, @ShimaYzd, @PKhazaeee, @FiatMoneyEater, @nftamirtabrizi and everyone else whose friendship and support made this journey so unforgettable! ♥️
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The second Poetic Cinematic Fine Art collaboration between Vincent D'Onofrio & Laurence Fuller: REFLECTIONS OF OURS tells the story of a man looking back on a lost love, speaking to his former self about the days they met 🕋♣️
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Why is it that we talk to strangers?
🥀❄️ wintergarden.xyz🥀❄️
Cinematic Portrait by Vincent D’Onofrio & @LaurenceFuller
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ARTISTS, you can only use ONE art picture to convince people to follow you. Which art piece you using?
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ARTISTS, you can only use ONE art picture to convince people to follow you. Which art piece you using?
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We’re looking forward to representing some of our new artworks in Lisbon at ART BEAT on May 29th! #ArtBeat
Honoured to announce that @CozomoMedici is an official ART BEAT Sponsor!
We deeply appreciate your invaluable support of our gala Fine Art fête! Your participation is essential to providing our unique showcase for creativity, bringing Art to life in our community! 🎨✨ #ArtBeat
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One Year Ago
Way In The Deep 🥀🔥 superrare.com/0x2e1a755e96ad…
Greatly honored to be collaborator on @vincentdonofrio ~ @SuperRare Genesis!
Let us once and for all start way in the deep.
Down so far muddled soil is pressed against our eyes.
Fable ~ superrare.com/features/fable 🧵
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Discover why all of web3 is falling in love with Penny makersplace.com/exhibition/b…
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GM 🔳🔲◼️
Brilliant short #aifilm #film3 at @NFCsummit @aiFilmAcademy awards from @GraphiteMethod's @LaurenceFuller and @vincentdonofrio
Bravo @leocrane and @ClareMaguire for this evening
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The first time we discussed NO FEAR, NO GREED, NO ENVY at the #Bitcoin conference x @NolchaShows & @InscribAtlantis during last Art Basel Miami
Today we discuss its release @Sothebysverse at @nftnow w/ @humanonfire & @TO & @mattmedved
3.30pm PST (1hr) ~ nitter.app/i/spaces/1LyxBnaZQypxN
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I'll visit my garden everyday.
I come regardless of the outcome.
I come to see the colors.
However nothing ever comes when I call.
My best of begging,
a story about my woes.
I cannot persuade it with some bait.
I've tried some poultry at the end of a stick.
A cut of flesh tossed near the darkness.
It never obeys no.
Yet instead it bubbles up from the gardens earth.
Or controls my mind to think so.
These feelings from my soul, my heart they come how they come.
It comes in black when I have angered it.
It comes in brown when I have bored myself.
It comes when I'm most vulnerable.
Those dangerous days I've named them.
It can come to me in red as well.
To make aware my lack of enthusiasm.
That i've been let to live so long now.
You'd think i'd thank my lucky stars.
I don't.
They'll find me strangled I thought that day.
Neck stained red with bark.
Stop it, stop it I say:
I'm too too somber.
I came to this garden to rest.
We are what we make of it:
I quietly teach no one.
I've come to the garden to get away.
To put the garden between me and mine
To keep my melancholy at bay.
Yet the red is waiting at my side.
It freezes there as if unnoticed.
Floating down uninvited and its shape of a fall thrown leaf comes joy.
More of that please I ask aloud.
More of that please I announce again.
This joy it just takes me over.
I laugh and laugh and cannot turn my smile down.
it grows as big as a sunflower.
I've embarrassed myself which comes in blue.
I blush which comes in pink.
The red begins to recede.
None of the my colors come when I ask.
I cannot persuade them ever.
Not one.
But this is what the gardens for.
I'll visit it everyday.
-V.
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We won't keep repeating ourselves.
We don't keep repeating ourselves.
Mockingbirds don't mock. Their brains spark. Spark!
Wolves don't moan. They howl.
A new born means everything thing it cries.
It speaks volumes.
We don't ever repeat ourselves. Every same word. every same sentence when repeated has a different meaning.
Something different each and every.
Each and every.
Listen to the details.
Love? Love, Love. Love.
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Laurence will be narrating our @GraphiteMethod piece The Big Pink House live today at 5:10 pm on @NFCsummit main stage.
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I am unreasonable:
I want to break things.
Not just things. Everything.
I want to flip things into the air and WATCH them come down and crash to the floor. Stomp on them.
ALL OF them.
I want to approach EVERYTHING recklessly fast.
So fast I cannot turn.
CREATE so much velocity in one direction that turning is not possible.
If I swerve let it be into SOMETHING.
Something hard. Real hard.
ANYTHING.
If I remain rocketing straight then let it lead me to THE end of the road, the rail, the EARTH, THE stars or the UNIVERSE.
Oblivion and never to return.
Out of this world.
I want to blow it all up.
Burn it to the ground.
To BECOME ashes.
Cut it into pieces. Than again and again.
Cut it into SMALLER and smaller pieces until... well, it might well of not existed in the first place.
Nothing.
I would like it very much if nothing ever happened.
Ever.
I want ALL things that have happened to not have.
CAN we not have.
I want the world to forget how to SPEAK.
No sound able to BE made
And not just sound.
No language of any kind.
Zero communication.
I'd like all of it to GOOD gone.
TODAY. Now.
Good day to YOU.
-V.
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Beauty resides at the Big Pink House 🦢
Tomorrow, May 28th at 5.05pm @NFCSummit MainStage
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BIG PINK HOUSE by @vincentdonofrio & @LaurenceFuller part of this brilliant exhibition presented by @SuperRare & @aiFilmAcademy 🔳🔲◼️
Will be performed live by Laurence today ~ at the immersive @NFCsummit MainStage at 5.10pm superrare.com/features/r3d-c…
✧ ARTWORKS TO COLLECT ✧
In partnership with the @aifilmAcademy Awards, this week’s Feature presents artists from the AI avant garde
The awards will take place tomorrow at @NFCsummit – get to know the pioneering finalists ahead of the red carpet buzz
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Richard Lewis and I texted every so often. Conversations that came from how much I thought of his talent and his persona. I saw that he was on Twitter and twitted him a thanks for his stuff.
In other words I was enamored by him. We started a conversation that we'd pick back up every so often. I was thrilled by this. When he would say hello I'd stop whatever I was doing just to get to connect. Just to talk about whatever.
I watched him in on television from when I was 10 years old. He made me laugh out loud every time. Never failed. He basically taught me to bring my sense of humor out of me.
He was simply an incredible performer. Unique in his time.
We were born the same month. Richard a day before me.
I will always treasure his kindness toward me. Always.
My heart goes out to his wife and loved ones.
If you're reading this Richard thank you for the joy you always brought me.
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I walked a straight line today.
Quite an achievement.
I listened to everyone who spoke to me today.
Quite an achievement.
I failed a dozen times today.
Quite an achievement.
I had one decent idea on this day.
Quite an achievement.
People were kind to me today.
Quite an achievement.
I recognized a few people I hadn't before.
Quite an achievement.
I earned my pay today.
Quite an achievement.
I have not beat myself up over any of my performance today.
Quite an achievement.
I recognized another's talent today.
Quite an achievement.
I spoke with all of my children today.
Quite an achievement.
I will be going to sleep very soon now.
Quite an achievement.
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The happiness I feel.
It's like a gift that comes and goes.
It comes and goes, it comes and goes.
Just like a flower when it's bloomed it fills my heart with joy.
The happiness I feel.
This bouquet that i've been gifted. it's not just mine, it's not just mine.
I'll share it with my children.
And If i care it will return.
As all things in my garden.
The happiness I feel.
I'll nurture all the things I love.
They come and go they come and go.
I'll live the life that I've been gifted. We come and go we come and go.
This thing I know I won't let go...
of the happiness I feel.
-V.
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FLOOD OF THE SOUL, "beauty drowned by the spector and I drunk the flood of my own soul" our first 🕋♣️
Original Poetry & Performances by Vincent D'Onofrio & @laurencefuller ~ VFX by @rubenfro ~ Paintings by @Henrikaau
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We got to read some poetry at @Tezos @refractiondao event. That was pretty cool. Thank you to @theVERSEverse for the awesome introduction.
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The Graphite Method parent inscription is now an ordinal on the #Bitcoin blockchain with the help of @veryordinally!
Eyes on GM account this week for a big announcement 🔳🔲
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As jury members, we at Graphite Method are very much looking forward to seeing what everybody comes up with for the AI Film Awards @NFCsummit this May! Submit below 👇
11 Days left for the AI Film Open Call ! 🎉
Inspired by the glamour of the world’s great film festivals and subverted by the NFC culture, our first ever R3D CARPET event is an immersive experienced directed by @leocrane and @ClareMaguire 🎬
Submission LINK below ⤵️
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Invention. 🔳🔲◼️ sothebys.com/en/buy/auction/…
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I sit.
I think.
I sit and think.
I sit and think with sitting and thinking on my mind.
I laugh to myself about stating the obvious.
And as I do I am happy.
A whirlwind of colors and positive energy blasts through my mind.
As I think of this colored whirlwind I am also appreciating being alive and well.
I think about death.
My thoughts become resilient.
I stay happy even while thinking about death.
What a delight as I sit and think.
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Big Pink House is coming to Lisbon 🥀🔥 @NFCsummit
Thrilled to see what you and @vincentdonofrio @GraphiteMethod have created for us 👀🙏🏻
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Vincent D’Onofrio & @LaurenceFuller representing their art at @NolchaShows in Miami last night! 🌴🔥
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We’ll be there! @NFCsummit
🖼️ Immersive Shows
500 square meters stage with 6m high screens, set to redefine the essence of web3 events.
No chairs, no constraints – just the freedom and possibilities.
Check the vibe 😎👇
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REBIRTH. 🔳🔲◼️ sothebys.com/en/buy/auction/…
“ I hope they dig it.” ~ @vincentdonofrio
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Loving her I stand overtaken.
Never done.
Love never loses.
It swells, my heart swells.
I'm older.
Not a child.
Not anymore.
Yet my eyes fill with tears uncontrollably.
My whole body leans toward her.
I can't hold it back.
I thought these days were over.
Love forsaken yet
never done.
Love never loses.
Try and keep your heels on the floor for gods sake.
I am caught in a wind, a storm.
My heart beats almost out of my chest.
Pathetic words roll off my tongue.
They are the shameful equivalent of fast food.
She floats in the air as she waits for me to calm myself and join her.
Love is a drunken stupor.
Never done.
Love it never loses.
-V.
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I couldn't control my youthful self at the time.
No one would dare try.
I was an wild animal.
It all happened there at the big pink house.
At that mansion on the hill I wreaked havoc.
I did.
I first saw this magnificent person, this god like creature.
In a hallway of pink doorways with tales of Hollywood behind each of them.
And this storm, this beautiful storm passed me in that hall.
I couldn't not look away.
How she raged.
Not a train wreck yet but soon to be one and I right then became smitten...
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I sit at the foot of who i slayed last.
Armor speckled with blood.
Hands red as roses.
My stomach knows I'm failing once more.
The inner truth, these murders are for sale.
It has sent me these awful truths before.
Why bother with blood on hands there is so much more to life.
Is this one thing worthwhile?
A life is a life.
Is it not?
Yet I fight and fight,
I've killed so many.
I am the hardened knight.
The Kings man.
This King he sends his orders.
Then suddenly able to walk it off.
I leave that what my stomach knows behind me.
Until the next bout, the next charge.
I'll be the last standing.
I am. I always am.
This curse.
You see we all have our cross to bare.
So I fight and fight.
I've killed so many.
I am the hardened knight.
The Kings man.
My mind, dare I let it wander.
My thoughts of each of my children births.
Each time my commitment to life grew larger.
This I felt it in my heart.
Will they make it through this life.
How is it possible to cope with these wandering thoughts of one's child out there eventually alone.
These kinds of thoughts can run rampant.
This feeling switched from heart to head.
The wandering mind weakens me.
Stronger than any Kings words.
Will I fail them my stomach asked my head.
This feeling in my gut would not leave me.
There is no question though.
I'll die for my children.
Simple and plain.
Yes my stomach tells me so.
I tried but could not walk it off.
Will this be my first big loss.
What will I lie at the foot of?
No, i'll fight and fight.
I've killed so many.
I am the hardened knight.
The Kings man.
I have learned one lesson in this struggle of a life.
What you truly love comes from you and only you.
From head to toe your armor grows.
My stomach knows that truth.
You are not at the mercy of others.
Your gut cannot be fooled.
Anything less just walk it off.
No matter what lays slayed before you.
Just fight and fight.
I've killed so many.
I am the hardened knight.
The Kings man.
-V.
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Many years lived with less years to live.
I move through life banging my drum.
I've loved deeply in my time here.
I've earned a wage that fluctuated to a high tier and crashed back down with only for myself to blame.
There has always been a new dawn.
I have felt love from those I appreciated.
I loved back so many.
Feigned love with those I did not trust.
Trusted those I should not have.
I have been seen as the fool on the hill.
Yet I have been it's true, a student my whole life.
Mostly my attendance was uninvited.
Though I've studied it all.
I can be the mountain to climb.
I can be the sea to drown in.
I only truly recognized myself when I am happy.
Wondered who I am in anger.
I never give up on anything but can whine like the best of them.
I have been the pompous fool.
And my god how I've apologized for it.
My intention is to stay close to the curb.
But I've always crossed over to the other side
Women have been the most significant people in my life.
Men have been a great challenge.
Cheap senseless battles won and lost
All in all, i do not want this life to end.
Yet as all do I know it fades.
I participate in this life I've been given.
Yet stay disappointed that I haven't done more.
That is the challenge of my last great effort.
While I have fallen then helped, I have lifted others up.
I ask myself always is there a means to an end.
This question remains unanswered.
I still hope for that puzzle to be solved.
Until then, I will live on and i will bang the drum slowly.
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Winding, turning, declining,
rising, flat out running.
Flat out.
Chasing, being chased.
On your back now.
The back of your neck.
Pull'n, grab'n, folding over you, hanging, blinding, now rinding you.
Riding.
Ringing in your ears.
Drip'n.
The machine begins to break.
Fini.
V.
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In front of me explaining myself let me tell you this:
I think all of you are beautiful.
I do.
I believe what is offered by all of you is exceptional.
It's true.
What grace you all have.
It is what I see in the masses.
I could never live up to the multitudes of kindness.
No never.
Even you haters are still loved by me.
I cannot help myself on this.
Let me tell you one more thing before I explain my plight.
I want to be with all of you.
I do.
I want to speak to you and learn what it is that makes you tic.
It's true.
The art you make seems just now created and never existed before your flex.
It is what I see in the masses.
I cannot reach to your level of greatness.
No, never.
My need is to participate and learn from all of you.
I cannot help myself from this.
Let me explain:
I stay in this garden not by choice.
It is not my garden it is yours.
Yet I live here and nowhere else.
At birth I took on all that touches me.
My hand rubs a stone.
It is the stone.
A deer sniffs at my waist.
My middle is that deer.
In this garden i am what grows.
I cannot leave this garden.
I would love to be who congregates.
I would not last a second.
My insides are not human.
Between what would be a heart and liver I am a pond of fishes.
Do not touch me.
I'll be a burden forever.
I carrie everything that comes too close.
I carry it to its grave.
I can never be reprieved.
I cannot help but envy you.
A flower in my throat.
My scalp bares horns.
My groin a nest.
My legs are blended in this gardens soil.
You see?
My heart became mocking bird it mimics the empathy of others.
I cannot ever leave this garden.
I would not be loved.
And so I sit and dream of all of you.
My never ending love.
Just do not touch me ever.
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PONY UP:
More creation will happen today.
More frustration is on its way.
So think pony think.
Run pony run.
You were born for this.
Stand up and holler.
Earn that god almighty dollar.
Just dance pony dance.
The bear is not alone.
You joined its troop long ago.
Let them applaud.
Yes let them clap.
You are not the fraud.
You've been put on the map.
So smile pony smile.
Aren't you sleeping warm at night and all your children are safe.
It's all you can do.
You are always the fool.
No one truly ever cares for you.
So jump pony jump.
What more can you ask for.
Don't appear to be the smug one.
Take the bow that your used to.
Your times getting late.
You were the never the big fish but always the bait.
So think pony think.
You've had a nice run.
And boy oh boy ain't it just fun.
-V.
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It all beads down me then on to the floor.
It rolls and spreads then into the cracks it disappears.
Thats me that's all of me done wasted.
I'm the one who lead us here I'll take that credit if I dare.
Curse me curse me have a ball.
Now I'm the one that's looked to.
I'm the one who's all run down.
The leading took its toll.
Search for the leader i scream out.
He is no longer in this skin and doesn't breathe or take up space he's dead or might as well be.
As the crowd turns to look about I'm hiding in the foyer.
I'm passed by now I've been reprieved.
I wish there was a train to jump I'd run it down and go.
But no such luck.
I'm back to the lead again once more what fortune for all others.
If they only knew the worth of gold they've sifted.
It's shining like the sun.
The last I've said is clearly in jest.
They should cash out now and run for the hills.
I'm back again until I'm wasted.
-V.
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Look to the beast and hold its eye.
Look to the liar and see through them.
How our eyes divert from another's.
We catch that glimpse of dishonesty or fraudulence.
How are eyes divert knowing the other is up to no good.
Difficult to keep on eye on them but not impossible.
It can be the spectacle of them that draws us to a second look.
Even the most beautiful can be difficult to hold our eye.
Yet we glance up at the show.
Yet the pure or the person who means well.
The honest or the naive.
The green or the messenger.
The savior or the righteous royalty.
Even a beast can keep our stare.
Our eyes never divert from the realness of another.
We meet and we are taken
A open hearts sight is for miles.
-V
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Lady Bushwood’s world and the doctrine of the all encompassing mind of said Lady.
Elenor was her given name.
Although I wouldn't call her that to her face.
Bad idea.
She preferred Lady.
It reminded her that she was a woman and not part of the imbecile race. Man.
Lady had found love in a man way back in 1977, her graduation year.
The beginning of a post high school coupling that lasted 7 years.
The first and the last for Lady Bushwood.
The man.
Once he wore that star on his chest she knew she would lose him.
That wasn't part of the wet dream so to speak.
It would soon turn into Lady's nightmare.
This young deputy's name was Clarence Fox but that would change in the coming years.
The whole town eventually would refer to him as Sheriff.
And boy oh boy did that new handle fit him.
Hell yes, the Sheriff, the god damn Sheriff, the final word, the end of the godforsaken conversation. The big iron key to the hoosegow.
The Sheriff could no longer except Lady and her bohemian ways.
For her no rules way of life.
For her fringe lively hood.
Her way of not giving a fuck about anything or anyone that was in her way.
Thing was, no one ever knew which direction she would turn at any given moment.
Yes, this was the exact feeling that went through your body when you or anyone else were in her path.
As if you hurried over a train track and only just got clear of a train.
Feeling it on your back, a near miss as it howled by.
Too much the Sheriff told her. She was too much.
" i can't do it no more Lady.
I need order in my life" he said.
We ain't gonna make it Lady"
Those were his last words to her.
His last words and the beginning of Lady Bushwood's doctrine.
Everything is learnt, and so she did.
Lady Bushwood had a degree in sociology.
She had a degree in anthropology,
She had a degree in animal biology.
Which she once told me she spent 4 plus years getting.
She told me she did that simply because she hated the idea of limiting her reaches to just the human species as she pointed her finger at me, at my body.
So she switched to: Animal biology, the in-depth study of how the wind up toy actually works. " the wind up toy" she meant us.
Us toys, living things.
She had a not so general degree in general engineering.
Told me how she was Inspired to grasp many different specializations, including biomedical, civil, computer and software and electrical and electronics.
This woman spent 23 years of her life in Universities, books and in rooms. Her treks across the countryside had stretched her across the world in her bare feet.
Nobody ever said shit about it.
Even when she was young she always looked like she just climbed down from the roof top of a train that she rode across country.
She was an attractive looking woman though.
But mostly it was her eyes that grabbed you.
Wasn't as much about the color of them, cobalt blue, but what was behind them.
It was a mixture of intense interest in what was going on at any given moment, Incredible intellect and just flat out crazy.
Like batshit crazy.
Something you immediately felt you'd never want to test but were drawn in by it at the same time.
Moth to a flame stuff.
Danger.
She was dangerous.
Before the end Lady lived the life of a lioness sleeping at the end of a branch.
Beneath her, the world.
There was Lady Bushwood only.
The rest of us, only sometime necessities.
To be continued...
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I am torn in half and stepped over.
I live for the toll.
Work for the toll.
Smile for the toll.
Willy Loman ain't got nothing on me.
Still on a tricycle.
Still on a tricycle.
The snapshot of my youth yellowed and bowed.
Look mom no hands!
I'm laughing at my tears.
The've lost all meaning.
I had a fear I was original.
Do not fret I am no longer afraid of my ghosts.
They have never been real.
So we sit around and brag.
Forced smiling faces.
Fake exhaustion.
Fraudulent interests.
Ah the plight of an artist.
Don't make me laugh.
Check for the next train.
Tie yourself to a train track.
Then invite me.
Now that's entertainment.
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Hiss the long slow hiss.
Reel your tongue out once more.
Wrap yourself around the tallest most sturdy pedestal that holds you.
That self made cradle that wraps you up so tightly. It shows only enough of your face to reveal that it is indeed you hissing out.
Indeed you who is hiding from questions of validity.
That hiss once more.
That new founded hiss.
The fog of war you in which you created to blur the truth, blanket those false truths.
Go ahead aim and spew once more the truth daggers that hurt.
The half truths that stagger me.
The lies that stop me in my tracks.
I stand here frozen and still all eyes go to me.
I am a lion.
I am always the lion.
Even as you paralyze me.
Attempted to steal my pride.
I am only still recognized as regal.
No matter what poison is aimed at me.
No matter who my enemy is.
No matter what cost to me.
No matter what I must bare.
I am a lion.
I am always the lion.
You have never followed through.
You have never taken a chance.
You have lived off my earned triumphs.
Eaten from all of my kills.
The desert sun never touched your skin.
You have lived in the shelter of this glory.
So good luck with your list of truths, half truths and straight up lies.
You will always sleep safely and you will always survive.
Yet your venom is not what saves you.
The only pride you'll ever have is mine.
The glory I exude.
I am the lion.
I have always been the lion.
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