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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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The Stonewall Inn

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poster for a 2023 production of the oresteia
Come to Boston! Our streets are sooooo flat and walkable! Second in smoothness only to our roads!
[ID: a brick sidewalk where a tree's roots have made it look not unlike an ocean wave is passing through]
Sleeping Muse
By Misha Frid
snoopy of the day
Carrie Liao, Alien visitor
Louise Bourgeois
FINALLY FINISHED !!!
I’ve been at this since like September. Originally the plan was to do five panels but by the time I reached three I realized it was absolutely going to be too heavy. If the back bothers me then I’ll just buy some black fabric and sew it on.
I pinned it excessively since I have been warned the feathers won’t flatten unless blocked aggressively. They still don’t behave themselves 100% but again, if it bothers me I’m willing to steam block it in the future. Super fun before and after pics.
Pattern is of course the feathered wings shawl by my favorite pattern designer craftyintentions.
Elena Wuest (Kazakhstan/German b.1977), Lost in a Dream, 2026, Oil on canvas
snoopy of the day
tuesday status?
yup. its tuesday 👍
copy. tuesday confirmed ✅ engaging tuesday protocol
Rebecca Horn: Heart Shadows for Pessoa (2005)
Glow.7, Oil on linen, 최윤정 Yunjung Choi
source / Haverst
who was it that said i dont know how we're all not just running through the streets screaming. was it wojnarowicz
ok yeah
Ian Stone, Doubting Thomas, oil on linen, 12x16 in, 2023
I've had this idea for a couple of years now. If you know the painting by Caravaggio, Doubting Thomas, it was my direct inspiration for this piece.
A doubting Thomas is a skeptic who refuses to believe without direct personal experience. 50-60 years ago, it was not uncommon for people to think or believe that being gay was a phase or a mental illness or deviance in some shape or form. It's embarrassing that the same things are being said about trans people today.
The realism I work in is as real as trans people have always been and we will look back at this discrimination and bigotry in the same shameful way we have with any other human rights issue. 🏳️⚧️
caption from the artist's instagram because I thought it was important
ID: this painting is in a hyper-realistic style. It depicts part of the arm and chest of a person with light skin and top surgery scars, and another person's light-skinned hand touching the incision with their pointer finger. The back of the hand has tattoos on it in black ink that include a 2 a letter u and a picture of meat. I think the meaning might be "pleased to meet you" but I'm not sure! / end ID
If anyone's interested, I have a podcast episode exploring the connections between marginalized people and the John 20 story:
"In Jesus, God rose with wounds that would have impaired his mobility and fine motor skills. In John 20, Jesus allows his disciples to gaze at his impaired body, and even lets Thomas touch his wounds. Let's explore how this story connects to the complications of marginalized bodies being put on display for public consumption — of being made into a spectacle. Is it possible for marginalized persons to have any agency in how our bodies are viewed and interpreted? How does Jesus model possibility for his disciples, similar to what Laverne Cox calls trans possibility models? How have marginalized persons identified with the wounded Christ across the centuries?"
A book does not come to me as an idea, or a plot, or an event, or a society, or a message; it comes to me as a person. A person seen, seen at a certain distance, usually in a landscape. The place is there, the person is there. I didn’t invent him, I didn’t make her up: he or she is there. And my business is to get there, too.
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The Language of the Night: Essays on Writing, Science Fiction, and Fantasy (Ursula K. Le Guin)