Stars✨ or rather, the drains of heaven waiting

🌈♾️ Art, writing, disability, activism and an attempt of kindness ✨ header: print of basal ganglia by Greg Dunn pfp by @kelogsloops + my edit [(homophobics, transphobics, ableists, sexists, anti feminists, bigots, fascists, racists, zionists, nazi/white supremacist and so on)]>DNI

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huqiu, suzhou, jiangsu province, china (photos by 六毛钱的月亮)

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Waihou Stream, New Zealand by fate atc

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Jonas Wood, Green Pattern, 2014. Oil and acrylic on canvas.

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“Because the truth is, tech doesn’t have an image problem. It doesn’t have a message problem. It has an intention problem. What’s wrong with the axe murderer who broke into my house is not that he hasn’t successfully persuaded me to buy into his narrative. What’s wrong is that he’s trying to kill me with an axe. Similarly, when you launch a product that’s designed to put millions of people out of work, block access to sources of verifiable truth, replace human creativity with slop, and lower the barriers to every sort of atrocity, the problem isn’t that you haven’t told the public a good story about those things. The problem is that you are trying to do them.”

— The 40 Most Rage-Inducing Problems in Tech

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Make a wish

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Carlos Javier Ortiz’s Photographs Invite Viewers to Be Participants in Social Justice Advocacy

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the name of the piece is "Replica of a Chip", and it was woven by Marilou Schultz. here is a good blog post about the piece, the weaver's current work, and a history of the Navajo nation's involvement in the semiconductor industry:

The Pentium as a Navajo weaving

Hurrying through the National Gallery of Art five minutes before closing, I passed a Navajo weaving with a complex abstract pattern. Suddenl

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credits x x

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I led a meeting with my Group Of People Who Survived Themselves, and so much of that time was spent talking about how someone who did not always want to be alive must urgently reorient their lives in order to survive in a world that has no interest or investment in life. It's a tricky scenario, deciding, days or hours at a time, that you would not only like to be alive, but that you would like to make worthwhile use of your living, you would like to be of service to a principled struggle, of service to communities you value, while also being informed that the world you are in is not systemically equipped to value life, and therefore, on an individual level, many people do not value life. I believe it is worth it to overcome the challenges of that scenario, but it does require, for me, a continued re-writing of my life and priorities.

— Hanif Abdurraqib, July 24 on Instagram

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Rosie Lee Tompkins.

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If I cease searching, then, woe is me, I am lost. That is how I look at it - keep going, keep going, come what may.

— Vincent van Gogh, from a letter to his brother, Theo, July, 1880, in "Dear Theo" translated by Johanna van Gogh-Bonger and edited by Robert Harrison. (Thames & Hudson, 2009, edited by Leo Jansen, Hans Luijten, and Nienke Bakker.)

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scrappy patchwork journal ✩ ₊˚

if ever you needed an excuse to start a sewing project, this tiny sewing journal is it!

it's filled with fabric 'pages' to practice stitches or just fill with little sewn bits and bobs that you don't know what to do with!

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This was such a fun study to paint! I really enjoyed the process, but I would like to either practice drawing the tall blades of grass more or create a brush for it to help speed things along. Daily drawing 2468.

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Tiles, Gustav Klimt

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Facing the streets, Bruce Gilden's New York, international Centre of Photography

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"Passingly, I think that this might always have been inevitable, that perhaps she had always known it but had wanted to hold on for me, for as long as she could."

-Our Wives Under the Sea