it's marlon rando

pithy one-liners

[coastalqueries]

I'm Marlon, I am long past 18, you can find my creative and fannish endeavors at @anduefex. feel free to slide into my dms or askbox at either location.

[huariqueje]

Morning Coffee - Paul McCreery

American b. 1970s

Watercolour on paper , 26 x 26 in. Framed.

[huariqueje]

Cat on Stripes - Felicity House

British , b. 1950 -

Pastel on paper ,  20 x 30 cm.

[starlightandtears]

Finding out that Frances Dana Barker Gage, a white woman, rewrote Sojourner Truth’s famous speech to be more stereotypically “Southern slave” (complete with slurs and misspellings like dat, dere, dey) when Sojourner Truth was actually from New York and spoke only Dutch until she was almost ten and wouldn’t have actually sounded that way linguistically and decidedly did not use the phrase “Ain’t I A Woman?” at all is…whew. And on top of everything, she embellished details about Sojourner Truth’s life (like the number of children she had/how many of them were sold into slavery), wrote that ST said that she could take beatings like a man, and the reception of the speech in the room (she claims ST was called a n*gg*r, earlier accounts say the room was welcoming).

Lmaooo peak white feminist antics.

[deermouth]

You can read the most accurate transcript here, alongside the racist edited one.

[unthrifty--loveliness-deactivat]

I was already disgusted just reading about this but looking at the side-by-side comparison of the real speech and the rewrite really brought it home.

See the two versions of her first line below:

[ai-yo]

Yeah I remember a few years ago when I found this out through Feminista Jones and was mad but not that surprised because white woman so….

[enchantedpencilcomics]

This sent me down a bit of a research rabbit hole and I found a cool thing where afro Dutch women read Sojourner’s speech aloud in their contemporary Dutch dialects in hope of offering a more truthful rendition of her authentic Dutch voice.

[nedlittle]

Wildfires in northern Ontario force First Nations to flee

Several wildfires are forcing members of a number of First Nations to flee their homes in northern Ontario.

“I had time to run home and pack a bag and get to the beach where the boats were waiting,” said a member of Namaygoosisagagun First Nation (Collins). “We literally had minutes to get on the boats and flee before it took our town. “Once we left my house finally after packing what I could in a pack sack, the fire was right behind our place. We had to run to the beach and once we got there, it was only moments before the fire had jumped over the (train) track and was coming for us.”

it has since been confirmed that namaygoosisagagun first nation has completely burnt to the ground. if you would like to help the community navigate an ongoing crisis, i urge you to donate to the anishinabek nation 7th generation, a registered charity seeking to improve the lives of first nations people. donations are going directly to members of namaygoosisagagun first nation.

if you're canadian, you can e-transfer [email protected]. if you're outside canada, they accept paypal as well. see more information HERE

[desfraisespartout]

Their official website:

Individuals who support the goals and vision of AN7GC can make a donation. The ways to donate: call us, mail your donation, use Paypal or Ca

Their page on CanadaHelps / CanaDon:

[sunrisetune]

Article published July 14th, 2026

[e-von-dahl]

“Trans men don’t make good music it’s all cringey ukulele indie pop” name a trans male musician who makes music like that other than cavetown

You know what? Name any trans male musician at all who isn’t cavetown

[totalmoralfag]

i dont want to derail from op's original point, but there have been a lot of wonderful reccs on this post, and i DO think we as a community need to do more to uplift trans men/transmasc musicians instead of stereotyping all transmasc musicians as "cringy". so, i sat down and went through every comment, tag, and reblog on this post (at least, all of the ones that are visible to me) and compiled a list, and i included some of my own favorites that i didnt see mentioned!

this list is not in any order, and i am not familiar with most of these artists, so an inclusion on this is not an endorsement of anything! if ive made a mistake anywhere, just let me know!

schmekel - transmasc jewish folk band (they seem to have deleted the majority of their music off most platforms, unsure why? but this link is to a playlist of re-uploads)

exiliahu - very vocally pro-palestine jewish trans man

noah finnce - british trans man, pop rock

ellyotto - canadian trans man, hyperpop

jesswar - fijian-austrailian trans man, hip hop

2am ricky - Black american trans man, hip hop/soul/jazz/house

rahim redcar - french trans man, indie/alt-pop

elio mei - american trans man, indie folk

anjimile - Black american trans man, indie folk

the oozes - queer punk band w/ a trans man lead singer

sushi soucy - transmasc, folk rock

dopamine - band of scottish transmascs

boy jr - transmasc, indie/alt rock

great grandpa - queer indie rock band w/ trans man lead singer

riotnine - transmasc punk band

the muslims - transmasc poc anti-fascist punk band

TR sun - Black american trans man, hip hop

billy tipton - american trans man, 1940s jazz star

mal blum - american trans man, indie rock/folk punk

dayflower - british transmasc "dreamcore" indie pop band

ryan cassata - american trans man, folk punk

ezra butler - british trans man, indie pop

bells larson - canadian nonbinary trans man, indie pop

sasha allen - american trans man, indie pop

boy bowser - american trans man, energetic hip hop

mikah amani - Black american trans man, folk music

jake edwards - british trans man, pop music

jakey bake - trans man, super indie/underground

king aiden - Black american trans man, indie pop

addison grace - american transmasc, indie pop

dylan and the moon - british trans man, indie folk

searows - american trans man, indie folk/bedroom pop

elio kennedy yoon - Asian-american trans man, indie pop

beverly glenn copland - Black canadian trans man, art/folk pop

REVENGEOFPARIS - nonbinary transmasc rapper

V3CTORGRAPH1CS - nonbinary transmasc, hyperpop

Um Jennifer? - american indie rock duo ; one is transmasc, the other is transfem

jigsawllie - transmasc, indie "weirdcore" vocaloid music

Jupi77er - brazilian trans man rapper

[miamaimania]

Painting (c. 1944) by Jackson Pollock — Gouache on plywood

[miamaimania]

Thierry Mandon – Suspended Domestic Scenes within Severed Buildings

[miamaimania]

"24th Street Intersection" (1977) ◹ Wayne Thiebaud

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Came across this art installation, Liza Lou's Kitchen, at the Whitney Museum of American Art, NYC. It's a kitchen made of tiny glass beads, that artist Liza Lou did, taking 5 yrs. to complete, from 1991 - 1996.

My favorite part is the sink.

Details of a recipe book.

All the details in tiny glass beads.

Love the pie in the oven.

Love this so much.

No wonder it took 5 yrs.

https://whitney.org/collection/works/34855?

[farewell-to-lorien]

To Survive on This Shore, by Jess T. Dugan.

[ironwoman359]

This being marked "mature" is actually disgusting. These are completely neutral portraits that are not sexual or provocative in any way. Trans people existing is not a fucking sexual statement, let alone our trans elders.

[this-is-multigenderphobia]

Seeing all the pictures on the site made me emotional, with everything happening rn growing old seems like such a blessing and also out of reach sometimes but we'll make it. They all look beautiful.

And there's nothing mature about trans people, so tumblr, pack that shit up would you, at this point the mature content label is more discrimination than its ever actually helping anybody. You'll be marking any photo of a trans person, especially if it's a trans woman as far as Ive seen, as mature for just, daring to be in front of the camera. Trans kids need to see that there's hope and trans elders deserve to be celebrated, and trans people of all ages deserve to exist in peace.

[proximasc0rner]

WAIT CHAT THERE ARE TRANS MEN IN THIS ALBUM TOO! LOOK!!!!

this is actually so relieving to see. i've never met a transmasc elder. ever. i was halfway convinced that none of us are going to get to make it to elderhood. look at these grandpas guys. we can get to be that age too

I definitely just lost energy to do IDs for the other eight photos i had pulled up in separate tabs but trust that there's so many more handsome trans men in their golden years in this album. (if anyone wants i can keep doing this tomorrow.)

[martyfive]

taste of metal, belly of the beast

[movementnudge]

Movement nudge, hand mobility! 🙌

X

[ruffboi-mags]

1) do this even if you're under 40. seriously. I definitely should have been doing something like this for years and I only turned 40 a month and a half ago

2) if you're like me just now trying this going "oh god i've only done 15 and i think my hands are cramping" start lower than 30 and increase by 5 once whatever number you're doing no longer makes your hand cramp up. I can manage about 15 per exercise at the moment.

[creations-by-chaosfay]

If you're hypermobile, be especially gentle.

[tobermoriansass]

every single conversation abt ip on here devolves into a bunch of people being really anxious that someone is going to take away their hypothetical income from them for their creativity and like, that is already happening. that is literally happening. how do you think publishers like penguin, harper collins, macmillan et al got big and stay big? how do you think publishers like elsevier et al maintain such a stranglehold and charge such amounts? do you even know how individual IP rights operate these days, especially when you're licensing them to a company? have you read a contract ever in your life? have you had to work on preparing a contract ever in your life? do you think your much vaunted, precious authors have the rights to reprint their books whenever if they realise their publishers are fucking them over? don't make me fucking laugh. at the very least please pull your heads out of your asses and read helen dewitt's extensive chronicling of her run-ins with the publishing industry as is. god knows you can pick up the biography or collected/published letters of almost any author* across time and encounter a section with their run-ins and struggles with their publishers, either because they're not being given enough royalties, or because they're writing to contract and need to give their publishers a book by a specific deadline, or a specific kind of book, even when circumstances & health issues are conspiring against them. do you think copyright gives them any control over their lives, or any sort of creative control? don't be so naive - and nevermind the fact that it is basically impossible to have a career in writing these days and that the rare few who do are writing extremely formulaic genre fiction written to, again, insane deadlines that are punishing for any sort of creative work. stop being naive!!!! take an actual look and reckon at what the actual circumstances and conditions are for producing art! it is not good! copyright is not going to save you! it is panacea at best! you will literally do better campaigning for universal basic income over championing the cause of copyright!

*off the top of my head just based on the biographies & other primary sources i've read: agatha christie, aldous huxley, jrr tolkien, georgette heyer

[tobermoriansass]

mind you, this is only in publishing/writing. the conditions are not that much better in other domains. music? most artists are being fucked over by their record companies cutting deals with spotify that leave them getting very little revenue while not actually owning their own masters. visual arts? a handful of artists will break through each year and it depends heavily on your ability to network and attend extremely expensive art events, from what i know of. but maybe you can get lucky working in highly exploitative conditions in a well-known artist's studio where you produce works that are sold under their name :) can't say i know much about television or film, but my impression is that its not that much better (perhaps the greatest evidence in favour of this is the way the number of working working class actors in the uk has nearly dropped completely off and nearly all of them are privately educated in one way or the other). so genuinely who do you think the so called ip law is protecting right now? bc right now from where i'm sitting, it is protecting literally those with the greatest amount of money and purchasing power, on both sides of the cultural production and cultural distribution divides. which as you might imagine is anathema to any kind of genuine creative culture.

[nobrashfestivity]

Paul Klee

[kaliarda]

Paola Revenioti: The Greek transgender activist on blowing up sexual taboos in the name of art

During the 80s, transgender Greek artist and prostitute Paola Revenioti published the trans-anarchist fanzine Kraximo. Funded by her own prostitution, the zine pioneered the fight for gay and trans rights, combining interviews with Greek poets and intellectuals alongside Athens street hustlers and her own photography, since compared to the work of Larry Clark and Walter Pfeiffer. Today she continues to work as an artist and activist, making Athens-based documentaries with her "Paola Projects."

[argyrocratie]

“I was born in 1959 on the Greek coast in Piraeus, a historic place. There were old captains and merchants from the Aegean islands gathered around the big port in neoclassical houses, while on the other side of town was the Trouba neighbourhood with its old brothels, cabarets and cinemas that played erotic movies after sunset. The American navy was moored off the coast. My father was a factory worker, my mother a hairdresser. 

If you remember the character Tadzio, from the movie Death in Venice, that’s how I looked then, with my long blond hair. Boys there were nothing like the self-indulgent Athenian boys. They knew how to seduce you. I remember my grandmother showing me a piece of land one summer and saying, ‘This will be yours’ – a small yard, but a forest in my eyes. But for my father’s family it was a legacy I didn’t deserve; I was a ‘faggot’, shameful to them. I wanted to be independent and escape that family environment, so I joined the navy. I never had the opportunity of a proper education. In life I met extraordinary people and educated myself. 

I was in my 20s when I moved to Exarchia in Athens. It was an oasis of painters, poets, musicians and intellectuals. A revolutionary neighbourhood. Most of the friends I made back then became famous for something. We wanted to change the world. I got officially involved with politics – as the first transvestite to run as a candidate for the Alternative Party of Ecologists. My beliefs were closer to anti authoritarianism and anarchism. We occupied universities, held demonstrations. 

I began running my own pirate radio in Exarchia with money from prostitution. I’d go to work around nine in the evening and by 11pm I’d had about 25 customers, so I was making enough to run the station from midnight till 5am. I always played hard with the police. I was arrested twice for the station – the first time I hid the equipment with communists living next door. The whole of Athens was listening to ‘crazy Paola’. I’d receive live calls, start philosophical conversations on air, even arrange blind dates. I was evicted from my flat because every night dozens of boys would hang out on my doorstep, making too much noise.

I started my magazine Kraximo because there was a need for another voice to be heard. They were tough times: the police would arrest transvestites for fun. When it’s illegal to be yourself, you have no option but to fight back. I published police brutality reports – remember there was no internet then. In slang, Kraximo translates as ‘gaybashing’. Those were conservative times. People would scream names like ‘whore’, ‘scum’, ‘antichrist’... I wanted to guide people afraid of their sexuality and values, create something fresh and revolutionary. I gathered articles, paid friends to write or translate, spent hours creating the layout, blackening my fingers, copying and cutting. I remember one issue sold out in a single day. It was like an action movie, getting unique interviews with intellectuals and combining them with artists and photographs I took of boys around Greece. once I needed signatures to help a case about a murderer who was being accused, not for his crime, but for being a homosexual. Many journalists and politicians helped the campaign.

Kraximo was not easy to fund. Pseudoactivists who pretended to be friends never helped when bigots were suing me – I was dragged to the courts for Kraximo four times, for silly causes like nudity or blasphemy. And it wasn’t easy to get advertising with my content. Prostitution was the only way, even if I never saw it as a job, but more as a challenge, a stance, even a way to have fun. I’d chase cultural figures to support me. But the truth is I was publishing it by bending in the dark, spending nights on cheerful but tough roads.I remember one incident with a cop – I was waiting for a customer, and a man in casual clothes asked me to get in his car. I refused – instinctively I didn’t like him. He tried to violently force me to get in. I started screaming and my friend Boubou came round the corner, we started beating him, he was pulling our hair, slapping our faces. A priest came to help the guy, and they took us to the police station. All-night cops were cursing and spitting at us, ‘So you’re the bitches who tried to beat our fellow officer.’ So we found the metallic cap of a Coca-Cola bottle and scratched our hands and necks, blackmailing them that if they wouldn’t let us out, we’d accuse them of torture. 

I never thought I was documenting my city, I was living my city, wildly. I wish then I could have imagined a future as an artist. My first camera was a Soviet brand called Zenit, bought in a market. later I met a junkie who sold me a – probably stolen – Nikon F20 for $50. I’d photograph these ordinary but sexy boys who were spending time with me. Besides the erotic pictures, there were political ones, photos inside the court where some anarchist friend or lover was being tried, photos of policemen I knew beating up trannies, photos from the first organised political acts for gay and trans rights. I wanted to force public opinion to listen and change its views. Today social media plays a big role in protests. Back then we only had our nerves and freedom to sacrifice.

The first attempt at gay pride in Athens in the 80s was a failure. Nobody came. Homosexuals were afraid to shout it out loud. I restarted gay pride after 1990. They weren’t commercialised then, they were like Dionysian festivals. Many people came: aristocrats, soldiers who knew me well, straight people. Of course they were all getting laid in the bushes. The parties took place in the Athenian woods, known as ‘cruising parks’. I took to the streets with a bucket of glue, pasting my posters, ‘Miss Paola Presents’, on every wall. I arranged bands, raves. Imagine sleeping in a hypocritical, conservative city and one shiny morning, waking up to that. 

Today, the economic crisis means I’m scared to count my money. Before, I’d spontaneously escape the city, cook for friends. We used to share because we had plenty, now we share because we have so little. I’m not optimistic, but I know it’s usually in dark times that the arts explode. 

With my Paola Project I make films about migration and politics, or male prostitution in Athens. I travel long distances in my broken car, pay the extreme price of gas, but now they even watch my videos in Uganda, where homophobia is such a problem. I do films on ancient Greek history because it’s being manipulated by Golden Dawn, the Greek neo-fascist party, as some kind of sick branding. Sometimes I feel afraid – I live next to their offices. But I’m ashamed of these modern Nazis, who are probably uneducated psychopaths with erection problems. Our politicians are using the fear of immigrants as a scapegoat, without finding a solution to this financial crisis. 

I’m 54 years old, and I’ve lived my life on the edge. But looking at my pictures now, I find them nostalgic in a sweet way. Some subjects have died, others have families. Time changes all of us. I feel full of love, sex and experiences. If I could have my own little house, I’d be the happiest person in the world.”

[coastalqueries]

I don't want to reblog the post but I regret to tell you all the jury duty cat story is a (likely genAI-fueled) fictionalization of a news story from 2010