Kitten Night Farts

— Amanda Palmer, The Art of Asking; or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Let People Help 

dear tumblr friends…

to say that i’m “disappointed” by the recent puritan tumblr crack-down on nudity is an understatement. i’m crushed. for many years, while twitter, facebook, instragram and patreon became more and more tight-wound, i always found tumblr a safe haven to post my free & joyful naked art and photos. 

i don’t know what kind of world we are coming to - in 2018 - when the naked female body really causes so much distress because people are so afraid of the power it represents.

i was so, so, so excited to post my non-censored album cover here today.

i’ve been working on this album, which is titled THERE WILL BE NO INTERMISSION - for six years, and the album cover, which is full frontal, wasn’t chosen randomly. i knew i’d have to censor it in certain places.

since my last album came out in 2012 (that was “theatre is evil”, my infamous kickstarter record), i’ve been through a lot. i did a TED talk, i wrote a best-selling boo, i had an abortion, i had a son, i moved to the woods, i lost my very best friend to cancer, i had a miscarriage on christmas day shortly after, i watched trump march into the white house, and then i watched brett kavanaugh march into the supreme court.

but all this time, women were marching. louder and louder. i watched women all over the globe light fires in one another’s hearts and brains. i watched women step up and bravely, shamelessly, graphically tell their truths. 

THIS IS WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW.

when women are brave and shameless, we are unstoppable.

i am shameless.

i have no shame.

when did that become an insult, to be “shameless”?

WHO WANTS SHAME?

FUCK SHAME.

this record contains 10 of the most honest, vulnerable, funny, sad, dark, and (definitely) shameless songs i’ve ever written. the production is drum-tight, with very few drums: it’s mostly piano and ukulele with a smattering of other instruments, but it’s raw AF.

you can see the full cover, order the record, get tour tickets, etc, here on my website. the first single i dropped is also up there. go listen. the full album drops march 8th and the US/CANADA tour is on sale now.

https://nointermission.amandapalmer.net/

i love you all.

go forth in shamelessness.

The Change is coming.

x

a

p.s. photo by allan amato, in front of the saltan sea, los angeles. 

i’m currently holed up in the woods, going through the last few years of email-mountain and cleaning out…and i just found this. it’s a photo of jade fleming, who was in the audience at my sydney opera house show this past winter in australia. 

if you recall, we had a special guest, the GLITORIS, a beautiful bedazzled clitoris sculpture by oz artist alli sebastian wolf (read more about it HERE.)

after the show, in the signing line, she just stripped off and posed with it. this is a few feet from the singing line in THE LOBBY OF THE SYDNEY OPERA HOUSE. the staff were really….understanding. god bless the fucking australians.

i was so fucking proud.

ALL HAIL THE GLITORIS.

(if you want to keep up with my various goings-on, i suggest you join the patreon. it’s going to see some seriously weird action in the next few months…)

Everything you need to know about me, in one tweet.

multitasking. breastfeeding / book-signing at the Boston Book Festival for the paperback launch of The Art of Asking

photo by Maria Popova

Amanda Palmer- Polaroid

I was lucky to have the amazing AFP sign my drawing a while back.

Graphite Drawing

wow

So beautiful! My love xoxo

Amanda Palmer, eight months pregnant and exquisitely painted, recreates Damien Hirst’s Verity statue (top) in a performance art piece for the New York Public Library’s children’s book drive. Proud papa-to-be Neil Gaiman (bottom) extends a loving hand to this modern-day nude descending a staircase, after donating a copy of his own charming children’s book, Chu’s Day. 

For more of Palmer’s beautiful bibliophilia, treat yourself to her bewitching poetry readings of Polish Nobel laureate Wislawa Szymborska.

I did this yesterday. More photos & blog to come … and we collected hundreds and hundreds of books. thanks to everyone supporting my patreon for making such weirdness possible.

happy fourth everybody. may you explode inside and out and all around and remember what independence means…it ain’t about fireworks and pie.

“Letting go gives us freedom, and freedom is the only condition for happiness. If, in our heart, we still cling to anything - anger, anxiety, or possessions - we cannot be free.” -Thích Nhất Hạnh.

this photo was sent to me this morning via rosie__cotton on Twitter…Damien Hirst sculpture in Ilfracombe.

…in the midst of a world that often seems to be filled with irrational madness, may we all cling a little less and love and little more.

neil, me and the bump. dalkey book festival, ireland june 13 2015.

i’m not that tall. i’m standing on an irish rock.

- Amanda Palmer, The Art of Asking (via bookscomefromtrees)

I took this photo yesterday. It seemed the easiest way to tell the world our news. I’m happy-scared-thrilled-nervous-glad. All the above. Six months to go.

Amanda Palmer on the art of asking and what Thoreau teaches about accepting love

a cross-media moment.

this took me aback and i thought i’d share it here on tumblr: i posted this photo of myself and the post-posting comment i made about it got over two thousand likes on facebook. my comments never get such a huge surge of likes. i spent all yesterday thinking about why.

why?

I FINISHED MY BOOK! I FINISHED MY BOOK!

I FINISHED MY FUCKING BOOK YESTERDAY AND THEN POSTED THIS PHOTO TO FACEBOOK ONLY TO WATCH MY BOOK CELEBRATION DERAIL INTO TENS OF THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE ARGUING ABOUT ARMPIT HAIR!!

BUT I DON’T CARE

BECAUSE

I FINISHEDD MY FUCKING BOOOOOOOOK!!!!!!!

I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK I FINISHED MY BOOK

wine