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Vin Ganapathy
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tumblr meme culture is really just a form of neo dadaism
I’d like to clarify:
dada was a largely european art movement that took place after wwi. this time and place is not a coincidence. let me explain.
dada art made no sense. the artists who made dada lived in a world in which nothing made sense - in which conventional logic led to the senselessness of a world war. so, making art that made no sense, making - well, you can’t really call it art, so making ANTI-art that rejected the conventions that brought about that atrocity in the first place - it made total sense. (if that makes any sense.)
so the artists did weird things. new things! putting things that were already made together and calling it sculpture, cutting up bits of pictures and putting them together and calling that something to frame - this site has some nice examples.
but from my perspective - there’s serious intellectual continuity between the absurdity of attaching a bunch of tacks to the bottom of an iron, rendering it useless, and say…. bath bomb posts. Put a fucking macbook in a bath. it’s useless now. Nobody fucking cares anymore. you want something funny? you want a punchline? gun. that’s your punchline. Take it. I am laughing
in a way it could be a method of venting some of the frustration and hopelessness and dissatisfaction that tumblr’s userbase (largely, disenfranchised millennials) feels in the modern day. I can’t really speak for anyone else, but… at least from a US perspective, there’s plenty to be disillusioned about. growing up in a constant state of questionably justified war, income inequality, an economic recession caused by the actions of a handful of wealthy fucks who didn’t even get properly punished, growing awareness of police brutality, being called lazy and self-absorbed by the generations that gave us these problems in the first place… I can’t help but think that these factors (and more) could produce a similar mindset to the one that precipitated the first dada movement.
so of COURSE we make nonsense jokes. it’s a coping mechanism for a world which doesn’t make any sense.
related: this isn’t by tumblr but I have to plug UCLA’s atrocity of a virtual gallery once more. it really needs to be experienced, but… it’s definitely also millennial neo dada. from the presentation (like an unplayable video game) to the content (THE DOGS HAVE ARRIVED), it is exactly what I am talking about. it is a fucking shitpost. and it’s high art, too! I love this
tl;dr: my generation is fed up with this bullshit, and the best way that we can express that is by shitposting. alternatively, dada was an early precursor to modern shitposting and we should all thank duchamp for signing a fucking urinal
a dear friend has given a perfect update to some of my phrasing, courtesy of their word replace extension:
you see this? this is exactly what I’m fucking talking about. the thing that I’m talking about is:
there are 2 sexes but a lot of genders. when a child is born, you have to take care of them as the sex they are because they are uncapable of understanding the difference between all the gender identities. it’s not transphobic or cissexist it’s literally giving the child proper care
THANK. YOU.
there are multiple things wrong with this post but i don’t have the energy to correct things like this anymore someone else do it
Sex, if defined by genitals, cannot be binary, as there are many different possibilities for genital development, and people’s genitals might change (injury, medical transition, etc) over time. If defined by chromosomes, it again cannot be binary, as there are other chromosomal patterns than XY and XX, and chromosomal testing is not terribly accurate either. If defined by hormone levels, well that’s not going to be binary either. What amount of T before you are Male? What if you have both T and E in equal amounts? What if your hormones levels are just entirely out of balance? And we’re not going to be able to define it by secondary sex characteristics, which are even more varied (depth of voice, amount and thickness of facial and/or body hair, whether you have breasts or not) just amongst cis, dyadic people.
All of these things exist on continuums. There is no clear binary here, except ones we force ourselves unnaturally into.
There is no need for a “biological sex binary”. Literally. None. If your doctor needs to know what your genitals are for whatever reason, you can tell them, or show them. If they need to know something about your chromosomes, well you’re gonna have testing anyway. If you know what’s up with your hormones, you can tell them, if you don’t, and it’s pertinent, they can do tests. They’d be doing tests anyways, if it’s important.
and on top of all that the whole “separation of sex and gender, sex being immutable and gender being the thing you can change” is employed hugely by TERFS to delegitimize, harrass, and brutalize trans women, because their “biological sex” is “male”. It also harms intersex people, as they are often surgically altered before they can consent to any such thing, to fit into this arbitrary standard of binarism.
We, as humans, come up with words to describe our experiences. We are not the creators of the universe, but the describers of it. If we have language that is unreasonable or limiting, we should change it, expand upon it. We do not need these concepts, and they are being used against us in violent ways. We can move on. We can be better.
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Real life “Rosie the Riveter” - Tennessee, 1943.
From the Library of Congress collection, 1930’s-1940’s in Color.
GLORIFY THE SHIT OUT OF THIS IMAGE
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Painting a more accurate version of history, one reblog at a time.
When I posted this archival image of a “real life Rosie the Riveter” one year ago, I had no idea it would resonate with so many people. 19K and counting.
They show a white woman in schools
WHITE FEMINISM AT ITS FINEST OMFG
i seriously HATE white feminism
White women in the 30s-40s where mainly housewives.
I hate sleeping alone
Dating is weird in New York City Everyone where I'm from knows Each other, so you kind of have an idea of who's a scrub or who shares similar interests or who to stay away from or whatever. People here are so inaccessible. Like what actually constitutes a date? Because I don't know if I've actually ever been on one. Usually i just spend time with someone I like. But here, if you don't know that person, does hanging out become a date? How do you know the intentions of everyone who you are meeting for the first time every single day? I'm so stressed out.
Reblog money luffy in the next 20 seconds or you’ll be broke for life
Finally some good news
秋田犬とかいうパワー系日本犬wwwww
Autumn Afternoons,Sunsets, Evenings and Woods of Ernst Samuel Geiger
German 1876-1965
- Sun Going Dawn 1904
- Autumn Afternoon, 1918
- Autumn Evening on Lake Biel, 1915
- Evening Landscape on Lake Biel
- Sun Going Dawn over the Jolimont
- View from the Autumn Woods, 1916
- Looking through an Autumnal forest on Lake Biel
Ok so I don't use this blog often at all but I may start again I moved to New York a month ago and I feel alienated as fuck. I went through a really traumatic break up with a very abusive person before I moved that I still feel the affects of today and everyday. Making friends is so exhausting; I want so badly to be around people but more often than not I find myself bored by them and their words flying right over my head. I've met some potential romantic interests, but they aren't interested in anything but sex and the ones who may be interested in friendship too just get weird and take my actions the wrong way. I just want to spend time with people. Sometimes people mistake that for romantic attachment. But it's really just that I'm so alone and anyone who doesn't bore me immediately is like a treasure amongst everyone I've met so far. I don't want to text you about your day. I want to read books in the park next to you without talking. I don't want to masturbate and cry myself to sleep every night like I have been. I don't want to sleep for 16 hours a day like I have been. I don't want to be alone with my thoughts.