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Konstantin Korobov (Russian, 1985) - Sharks (2023)
i am always a little bit thinking about the hail mary as a haunted house. yao and ilyukhina of course, but stratt’s vague but undeniable presence too. and ryland’s own entirely unknown past. his own invisible self. eventually rocky’s crew too, and their memories
a basic tenant of the haunted house is that you can never leave. its hotel california right? you can check in any time but you can’t escape it. the grief follows you. you can’t just walk out the front door. the spaceship-as-haunted-house is a fun literalization of this, because you literally cannot leave. you can’t pretend you’ve walked out the front door to a shiny new untraumatized life, free of the burden of grief. you’re stuck! you’re trapped with it!
Imagine all the things I could do if I just did them.
Look at my birthday cake...
the thing about art is that sometimes you'll be moved to tears by stuff that is not very good
Dahling you simply must read this book! It’s all about this devious little caterpillar who simply gorges himself on all manner of divine things
I think it would be really wonderful if seagulls were constructed more like bottles with a mystery inside. What I'm imagining is that were you to catch one, you could then unscrew its face and there would be a glowing gem nestled in some sort of gilded socket. The Core of the Gull so to speak. Then you could swap that around with other seagulls, and after screwing the faces back on they would fly off as if nothing happened. Hm... Is this too esoteric, or do some of you see what I am getting at?
'Parade'. Audrey Helen Weber. 2017.
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imagine being a dog and you think your chances are pretty good. and then you look over and there's Mitski getting her wallet out
[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.
this year’s prom theme is… *opens envelope* Great Lakes Invasive Species And What Boaters Can Do To Stop Them
And the subject of tonight’s ecology panel is *turns on powerpoint* Enchantment Under the Sea
Sleeping poorly is so embarrassing... sorry im grumpy I stayed up past my bedtime. Like a toddler