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From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild...
[ Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Where The Wild Roses Grow ]
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If you haven't caught this exhibit by Nick Cave at the MCA in Chicago, you have a little under a month to do so IIt ends Oct. 2cnd) before it goes to NYC. Very well worth seeing!
mcachicago.org/exhibitions/2022/nick-cave-forothermore
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The MCA (Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago) is now featuring the visual artist Nick Cave in an exhibit called Forothermore, in which Nick Cave explores beauty and devastation, everything from colonialism and racism to rescue dogs and fashion. It is very colorful and textural with a moving and powerful message and great sound recordings of Nick Cave speaking about many of the works. This exhibit just opened yesterday and will be running until October 2cnd, 2022. For more information about the exhibit:
mcachicago.org/exhibitions/2022/nick-cave-forothermore
For more information about Soundsuits:
noma.org/object-lesson-soundsuits-by-nick-cave/
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Previously, this was friends only but now I have permission from the publicist to include in this set. Yay. Thanks for all of your love and support!
When your country continues to profit off of institutionalized racism, it is not freedom. When your country continues to give guns more rights than humans, that is not freedom. When your country denies people the right to body autonomy, that is not freedom. When your country does not provide a safe space for non Christians to attend public school, that is not freedom. When your country actively suppresses voting rights, primarily in those neighborhoods where African Americans, Natives, and Latinx humans live, that is not freedom. When your country allows corporations to oppress its workers and release toxins that lead to disease and death into the air and drinking water, valuing profit over human safety, that is not freedom.
When your country urges you to look up to your forefathers as heroes and these same people owned humans, you have to challenge this notion. When your country criticizes you for protesting and fighting for those who committed treason to be held accountable, you need to speak up. When your country continues to cause danger abroad and at home for immigrants, you need to realize this is unjust and fight for change.
This is my United States of American flag photo. It's an untitled work by Nick Cave from 2018. art21.org/artist/nick-cave/
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Still your hands
And still your heart
For still your face comes shining through
And all the morning glows anew
Still your mind
Still your soul
For still, the fire of love is true
And I am breathless without you Nick Cave- Breathless
[www.nickcave.com/videos/breathless/]
Well worth a listen in you fancy hearing an amazing man.
Spent Cornfowers in my backyard.
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Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Henry Lee ft. P.J Harvey
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damn world
That will compare with me
The wind did howl
And the wind did blow
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-lee
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
'now the stars, they are all angled wrong...
and the sun and the moon refuse to burn
but i remember a message in a demon's hand
dread the passage of jesus for he does not return...'
Nick Cave and The Dirty Three
Nick Cave is a contemporary African-American artist and dancer known for his unique fabric sculptures and performances. His Soundsuits are bright and surreal costumes made from beads, sequins, twigs, and wire. The suits are meant to empower the person wearing them through concealing their race and gender. Cave initially began making them in reaction to the police beating of Rodney King in 1992. “I am an artist with a civic responsibility. I [am invigorated] by dealing with these really hard issues around race and gun violence,” Cave has explained.
Born on February 4, 1959 in Fulton, MO, he studied fiber arts at the Kansas City Art Institute before going on to receive his MFA from Cranbrook Academy of Art in 1989. After finishing school, the artist became the director of the fashion program at the School of the Art Institute Chicago. Inspired by artist’s such as Barkley L. Hendricks and Faith Ringgold, Cave has continued to address issues of racial inequality in the United States. He lives and works in Chicago, IL.
An Alpine rose or mountain rose, growing close to the wild orchid of my previous photo. I read that they don't have thorns, or only the older plants do. I guess this must be an older plant then as I can definitely make out thorns.
My title refers to the song 'Where the wild roses grow' by Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue.
Nick Cave's "Amalgams and Graphts" at the Jack Shaiman Gallery. The large bronze sculpture on the left is "Amalgram (Origin)"
I had the chance to see Nick Cave's recent film One More Time With Feeling exploring loss and creativity, philosophy and grief, music and humanity not too long ago at The Music Box Theater in Chicago. It was a difficult film to watch in many ways but well worth watching.
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I've posted a lot of musicians in performance mode but I actually like the inbetween more human, less performative moments a lot more. Nick Cave is a very complex human and his songs have always had a strong sense of depth and poetry. This was taken before his son's death but you can vividly see an underlying sadness in his eyes.
Maybe not the best choice for a Happy Birthday shot....but then again aren't we as adults never more aware of our mortality on these days? This is why I never really celebrate my own.
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This beautiful old barn and silo caught my eye beside the road in Concord, New Hampshire. Wish I could identify the awesome glimpse of mountains between these two buildings.
“I think I have always had a pretty strong creative impulse.
And that has probably saved me from abandoning myself completely.”
~ Nick Cave ~
This art piece was found at the National Gallery of Art in Ottawa, Canada and was created by Nick Cave-not the singer-who always used to confuse me when I saw his name in print. But then, I witnessed some of his own performance art pieces with elaborate costumes and some of his fantastical sculptures and I ended up liking him just as much but in a different way, though honestly there is also some performance art elements in Nick Cave, the bad seed leader. I am very much like this woman, finding myself perhaps a little too white but wanting to understand and feeling lucky to benefit from another world of thought and culture.
Nick Cave isn't just an African American man...that would be giving melanin (and perhaps country/place of origin) too much credit. He's more of an extra-terrestrial in a good way or a being who has glimpsed the god of nature and seen the harmony inside of it. NIck Cave is a genius...perhaps not even a man. At times, I think his own body is transcended into a song, not the song that weighs one down as in the case of the other Nick Cave, the brooding Aussie with overly wrought and intense lyrics, but a song that uplifts in harmony and makes us all better.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Cave_(performance_artist)
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is anybody
out there please?
it's too quiet in here
and I'm beginning to freeze
iI've got icicles hanging
from my knees
under fifteen feet of pure white snow
fifteen feet of pure white snow by Nick Cave
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I've seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
He said: "Give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
"If I show you the roses will you follow?"
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
A copycat (ode to) of the great video clip from the song:"Where the wild roses grow" by Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue. I love this song and the freakin' horror story, "All beauty must die".
But I don't have a bath, so I couldn't do it before. Big credits to Emiel for the edit. <3 love u!
Nick Cave's Birthday is Friday but, well, it is already Friday in Brighton, England where he lives and in Australia where he comes from. This Nick Cave is the Bad Seed lead, the masterful performer not to be confused with the performance artist Nick Cave from America who I photographed a performance of earlier this week. Life is so confusing!
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