The Rest is Noise. Featuring Steve Reich & Philip Glass.

"Einstein on the Beach broke all the rules of opera. It was in four interconnected acts and five hours long, with no intermissions (the audience was invited to wander in and out at liberty during performances)."

In The Future by David Byrne

In the future everyone will have the same haircut 
and the same clothes.
In the future everyone will be very fat from the stachy diet.
In the future everyone will be very thin from not 
having enough to eat.
In the future it will be next to impossible to 
tell girls from boys, even in bed.
In the future men will be 'super masculine' 
and women will be 'ultra-feminine'.
In the future half of us will be 'mentally ill'.
In the future there will be no religion or 
spiritualism of any sort.
In the future the 'psychic arts' will be put to practical use.
In the future we will not think that 'nature' is beautiful.
In the future the weather will always be the same.
In the future no one will fight with anyone else.
In the future there will be an atomic war.
In the future water will be expensive.
In the future all material items will be free.
In the future everyone's house will be like a little fortress.
In the future everyone's house will be a 
total entertainment centre.

In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very happy.
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very filthy.
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very heathly.
In the future TV will be so good that the printed 
word will function as an artform only.
In the future people with boring jobs will take 
pills to relieve the boredom.
In the future that no one will live in cities.
In the future there will be mini-wars going on everywhere.
In the future everyone will think about love all the time.

In the future political and other decisions 
will be based completely on opinion polls.
In the future there will be machines which 
will produce a religious experience in the user.
In the future there will be groups of wild people, 
living in the wilderness.
In the future there will only be paper money which will 
be personalised.
In the future there will be a classless society.

In the future everyone will only get to go home once a year.
In the future everyone will stay home all the time.
In the future we will not have time for leisure activities.
In the future we will only 'work' one day a week.
In the future our bodies will be shrivelled up but our brains 
will be bigger.
In the future there will be starving people everywhere.
In the future people will live in space.
In the future no one will be able to afford TV.
In the future the helpless will be killed.
In the future everyone will have their own 
style of way-out clothes
In the future we will make love to anything, anytime, anywhere
In the future there will be so much going on that no one 
will be able to keep track of it.

"In January 1981, Milwaukee police arrested her for simulating sex on stage. Also charged with battery to an officer and obscene conduct, she was later cleared. Later that same year in Cleveland, Ohio, Williams was acquitted of an obscenity charge for simulating sex on stage wearing only shaving cream (she subsequently covered her nipples with electrical tape to avoid arrest).Then, in November, an Illinois judge sentenced her to one year supervision and fined her $35 for roughing up a freelance photographer who had attempted to take her picture as she jogged along the Chicago lakefront.

Meanwhile, the Plasmatics toured the world, having a concert in London cancelled on safety grounds, where the press dubbed them "anarchists." During shooting of an appearance on NBC's SCTV comedy program in 1981, studio heads said they would not air Williams unless she changed out of a stage costume that revealed her nipples. Williams refused. The show's make-up artists found a compromise and painted her breasts black."

Bertel Thorvaldsen & Lukas Ahorn, Lion of Lucerne, 1820

David Lynch, Boy Lights Fire, 2010

Antonio Canova, The Repentant Mary Magdalene, 1809

Santiago Caruso, Wunderkammern

Lichtenstein: A Retrospective

Nudes with Beach Ball, 1994

Rouen Cathedral Set V, 1969

Giuseppe Sammartino, The Veiled Christ, 1753

Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; 
I lift my lids and all is born again. 
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, 
And arbitrary blackness gallops in: 
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed 
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. 
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: 
Exit seraphim and Satan's men: 
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 

I fancied you'd return the way you said, 
But I grow old and I forget your name. 
(I think I made you up inside my head.) 

I should have loved a thunderbird instead; 
At least when spring comes they roar back again. 
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Chvrches, Recover

Lou Reed, Caroline Says II

Lift to Experience , These Are The Days

Marcin Ryczek, A Man Feeding Swans in the Snow, 2013

Salvador Dalí, Mona Bismarck, 1943