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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Ben YapCreate Your Badge


</description><title>⚡ SᴝEDEHEAD ⚡</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @suedehead)</generator><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Earlier this year around June and July, I attended a photography...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="240" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MS8o9hKK72M?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Earlier this year around June and July, I attended a photography workshop conducted by Darren Sylvester, the guy in the video above. He has an extensive amount of work, considering he’s only 20+. He photographs adolescents in different scenarios, titles such as “Forgotten and Alone But Trying” are clues to the subjects’ persona and the narrative part of the image. One of the most endearing part about Darren is that he’s a music lover, and he often incorporates that into his process. Darren Sylvester is a musician and a really awesome one too, you can visit his myspace &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.myspace.com/darrensylvesterband"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. To see some of his exhibited works, go&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.artinfo.com.au/exhibitions/browse/darren-sylvester"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/1594117110</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/1594117110</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 05:59:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>A fraction of the whole.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dear Ethan,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Something died in me the day you decided to leave. What she said to me on the phone morphed into slow vibrations, as reality pulled itself away from me. I stood rooted to the ground, and stared into the vortex of zero. My greatest fear had come true, the one that has been a recurring thought in my head. The fear of losing any of my half-siblings, before we catch up on the times that were missing in our past. I wanted to understand you better, your beliefs and doubts, your dreams and aspirations, your vices and flaws, your pain and agony, your happiness and well-being. I yearned for a brother, a kinship like close knitted threads embroidered on layers of cloth, which would represent the years that had gone by. Your absence in the past 4 years, as a result of a fall-out between you and the Father, stirred a whirlpool of emotions inside me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I blame the lack of initiative on my part, I literally had the best seat to watch this dreadful situation fall apart. I took it with a pinch of salt, assuming things will resume to its normality once you decide to talk to him again. However, things took a turn for the worse, when you stopped talking to sis too. She is the only person that I can find out about your whereabouts and stuff. Common questions such as &amp;#8220;what is your brother working as?&amp;#8221;, or &amp;#8220;where does he stay?&amp;#8221; is tough to answer in a comprehensive and straightforward manner. So usually, my choice of answer would always be &amp;#8220;I don&amp;#8217;t know?&amp;#8221;. I am not ignorant, Ethan, I am sliding. You&amp;#8217;ve killed the hope. THE hope. That everything is gonna be alright. NO! It&amp;#8217;s all gone! We&amp;#8217;re gonna crash. So fuckin&amp;#8217; hard, it&amp;#8217;s worse than your death. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; I&amp;#8217;m only me. The one that you used to watch out for. Though your reflection has changed forever, my heart longs for a reunion. Blood will always run thicker than water.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love always,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ben&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/1014908259</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/1014908259</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 00:33:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"And if the day came when I felt a 
Natural emotion 
I’d get such a shock I’d probably..."</title><description>““And if the day came when I felt a &lt;br/&gt;
Natural emotion &lt;br/&gt;
I’d get such a shock I’d probably lie &lt;br/&gt;
In the middle of the street and die &lt;br/&gt;
I’d lie down and die …” The Smiths ‘Nowhere Fast’”</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/770299545</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/770299545</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 04:42:46 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>
Nan Goldin / Interview 2 of 2

“the work has always been...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="240" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YgL37xpBntw?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;
&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title"&gt;&lt;span title="Nan Goldin / Interview 2 of 2"&gt;Nan Goldin / Interview 2 of 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span title="Nan Goldin / Interview 2 of 2"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“the work has always been about…er…the condition of being human, the pain, er…the ability to survive and how difficult that is…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span title="Nan Goldin / Interview 2 of 2"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/702168937</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/702168937</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2010 05:29:17 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>
Nan Goldin / Interview 1 of 2
</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="240" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wQ9-aSRvdf0?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;
&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title"&gt;&lt;span title="Nan Goldin / Interview 1 of 2"&gt;Nan Goldin / Interview 1 of 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/702162973</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/702162973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jun 2010 05:27:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"“It’s like Bukowski once said, ‘I write all of this stuff to get away from..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;“It’s like Bukowski once said, ‘I write all of this stuff to get away from it’…… Writing is a meditation, an exercise to put away all these painful things.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Tunde Adebimpe (TV On The Radio)&lt;/p&gt;”</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/680720732</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/680720732</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2010 01:34:59 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Scenes from a dream</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37cx3CVVE1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scenes from a dream&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644858052</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644858052</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:24:39 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37cuyvzTQ1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644855164</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644855164</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:23:22 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37coxc4rg1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644847641</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644847641</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:19:45 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37ci8cgQc1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644839422</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644839422</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:15:44 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37cfbe3Ey1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644835797</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644835797</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:13:58 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37bzmWzWo1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644816206</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644816206</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:04:34 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37bxr60eA1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644813949</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644813949</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:03:27 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37btpotoJ1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644808806</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644808806</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 06:01:01 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37bpoiWwr1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644803687</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644803687</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 05:58:36 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37bk9Hurk1qzsdg4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644796138</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/644796138</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 May 2010 05:55:21 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>ANTOINE D</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.americansuburbx.com/2009/03/antoine-dagata-is-empty-shell-walking.html"&gt;ANTOINE D&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="520" width="390" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hBqdPD_7M_Y/SuzK-kEa2lI/AAAAAAAAIHE/s8x2w_FEqQU/s800/stigma_06.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/430477133</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/430477133</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2010 00:55:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Joel-Peter Witkin. Woman once a Bird (La femme qui fut oiseau),...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krk7u1jFZn1qzsdg4o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joel-Peter Witkin. Woman once a Bird (La femme qui fut oiseau), Los Angeles, 1990. © galerie Baudoin Lebon.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/213783483</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/213783483</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 22:20:24 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title> 
 

Animal Collective - My Girls (Coachella 2008)
There...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="323" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WJRoHTimZKI?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Animal Collective - My Girls (Coachella 2008)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;There isn’t much that I feel I need&lt;br/&gt;A solid soul and the blood I bleed&lt;br/&gt;With a little girl, and by my spouse&lt;br/&gt;I only want a proper house&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don’t care for fancy things&lt;br/&gt;Or to take part in a precious wait&lt;br/&gt;And to provide the man you ask&lt;br/&gt;I will, with heart, on my father’s grave&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don’t mean&lt;br/&gt;To seem like I care about material things&lt;br/&gt;Like a social status&lt;br/&gt;I just want&lt;br/&gt;Four walls and adobe slabs&lt;br/&gt;For my girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My thoughts have all diluted into this one single awesome song&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/199279255</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/199279255</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 00:30:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>©Joey Lawrence
In your face, motherfucker.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqim3fSS2S1qzsdg4o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;©&lt;a&gt;Joey Lawrence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In your face, motherfucker.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/196443250</link><guid>http://suedehead.tumblr.com/post/196443250</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 14:59:39 +0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>

