Feelings Pile Up

Wanting Magic

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
“Where’s the magic? Where’s the magic? Why does everyone squander the magic?”

Decades

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Winona Ryder was so weird (and not in a good way) on Seth Myers this week. Made me sad.

That Word That Lets Us Off the Hook

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
For me, it’s never been depression. It’s always been Weltschmerz. Cultural grief, world pain.

Teaching Myself to Sleep

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Me at the farm, on the porch, getting drunk fast on white wine and rolling one cigarette after another.

Russ Moves In

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
He seemed to be moving in. We made eye contact as I walked past. It was 1 am.

I Want the Game to Find Me

Our Digital Repetition

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
What the Photograph reproduces to infinity has occured only once: the Photogrph mechanically repeats what could never be repeated existentially.

And Then Walk Away

Gentrification = Deathbed

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Means we need these love signs, stamps, and signatures more than ever.

Just Farther Away

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
After talking to me all night at the 24 hr party in Montreal, where I screened Love Sounds, he says: You’re so exciting to talk to. I say: Yeah, well.

Little Patience for Fantasies

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
reflection is not simply focused on the content of the image but on its form, its means and functions

Get Your Tickets to Africa Ready

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Do you know what it means to refuse 50 million dollars in America?

Miss Power of Love

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
He looked at me and whispered, “Okay, Miss Power of Love.”

It’s Not The ’90s Anymore

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
There was turbulence during the entire flight to Vancouver. I tried not to be terrified. I watched the insufferable Birdman, then Clouds of Sils Marie.

Best Spader

LOVE IS TELEPATHIC

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Today, walking over to meet a frend, a newly torn down building on Broadway revealed this message. Telepathy: literally feeling from afar.

Changed Utterly

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Just before he walks away from you, the 21st century melancholic lover says: “I’d rather see you than not see you.”

Togetherness

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Has anyone ever really wanted to be—to stay—together?

We Won’t Always Be

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Why do we think it’s more intense to talk to people than it is to fuck them?

Picture Show

Better Not to Ask

Night Terrors

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
Night terrors. Pluto in the 12th house of my 2015 solar return.

This Beach Is Me

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
I would like to write the rose-colored beach and the pearly ocean. And it is February.

Love Being Difficult

Bresson’s Hands

/ Masha Tupitsyn / Misc
As someone who adores Bresson and has been taking screenshots of the hands in his films for years, this is a rare gift for me.

Love Sounds

/ Queen Mob / Media
Cinema remains the last medium for speaking and performing love culturally.