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we're not kids anymore.

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& i'm at that stage in my japanese learning where i can get served a random post and identify just enough of the words + characters + grammar to know i almost get it but actually have no fucking idea what's going on. but ig cold voice me far sad (possessive) is a #languagelearningwin
im producing on avg like one good poem/month and i already wrote a good one in july so i fear everything else i produce this month is 🙏 destined for the shitter
Liz Toohey-Wiese, 2024.
"A sign installed in the largest wildfire burn I’ve ever seen, along the BC/YK border. Borrowing the aesthetics of BC Recreation Site signs, once again pointing to the overlaps of outdoor recreation, resource extraction, and the consequences of the climate crisis. Most recreation sites in BC exist along previously built logging and mining roads.
“Forced into a great and difficult transformation” was a line I heard in a lecture on Buddhist philosophy I was listening to on my drive up north. But it became another mantra I thought about while living in a place that’s been utterly transformed by resource extraction over the past century, and as I thought about the burnt landscapes I drove through."
More here.
All this discourse over who does "painting with light"
Hiroshi Nagai's paintings need sunglasses to look at.
They look like how it feels to walk across a parking lot on a 98° summer day without a speck of shade in sight.
They look like heaven but also like you'd burn your bare feet on the ground.
Even when you can see shade you know it's not enough and the minute you step out you'll be burnt to a crisp like a vampire.
And it's BEAUTIFUL
I'll throw in the wonderful Eizin Suzuki into this ring too, a man whose work just breathes light without actually using dynamic lighting in the usual way. It's no surprise both Nagai and Suzuki are both considered prolific in art pertaining to the city pop genre because they're able to paint these kinds of scenes with a delicate touch.
This feels like I could trip on that radio and fall right into that water, feeling the crystal waves as I drop in.
And this, a nice stroll down a resort strip, where my sunscreened skin could literally feel cooked if I leaned too close to the tiling.
And then a nice stretch of summer street, wherein you could see your face in the flushed red of that car provided it didn't blind you from its sunny reflections.
I don't think I even need to say anything more, Suzuki's a massive influence in how he even places colours so warmly in such unorthodox manner. It's a naturally sunkissed talent~ 🌊
AND I SHOULD HAVE KNOWNNN I'M SO STUPID
Woman sitting on a Kikau (coconut frond mat) making a Tivaevae (quilt). She has a siamese cat on her lap.
(Photograph taken on Rarotonga, Cook Islands, in 1960 by John C Burland.)
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& i mean at this point the situation is that i pretty much don't know where any of this stands or what i'm supposed to think. every time i talk myself into it i talk myself right out ten minutes later!!!
at least it was warm inside, 2005
Iridescent Contrails
Iridescent contrails (also known as rainbow contrails) are vibrant, colorful optical phenomena that appear in the wake of an aircraft. They occur when sunlight is diffracted by tiny, uniform water droplets or ice crystals within the condensation trail or aerodynamic wingtip vortices.
Hyacinth Fields
Close the door. Write with no one looking over your shoulder. Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from you; figure out what you have to say. It’s the one and only thing you have to offer.
— Barbara Kingsolver
RENZO PIANO MASION HERMÈS, 2001 Tokyo, Japan
Lotus Dawn by Fedor Lashkov
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