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Today's Document

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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Love Begins
Cosimo Galluzzi
trying on a metaphor

bliss lane

oozey mess

titsay
noise dept.

gracie abrams
occasionally subtle

blake kathryn
official daine visual archive
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@fridasschild
the thing about media literacy is that understanding why the author chose to specify that the curtains are blue is the same skill set as understanding that the way the author characterizes all black characters as angry or all chinese characters as meek and silent is racist. it is the same skill set as being able to identify when a news source is biased or when someone is feeding you propaganda. the ability to ask "why did this person choose to present this premise in this specific way?" is a critical skill in a world full of misinformation. why are the curtains blue? maybe it's a characterization detail. maybe it's extraneous worldbuilding. why is this character written as being right all the time? maybe you're intended to disagree with them. maybe it doesn't matter. maybe you should still ask why.
Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West
Tracy K. Smith, from “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?”, Life on Mars
Koro wa Yane no Ue (1986)
Two rules for creating anything.
1) Make it weird.
2) Make it with love.
I looked at my mother because I was a version of my mother. I looked away from my mother because I was a version of my mother. I was me, but I was also her—my mother, and I understood this all too well.
— Nora Lange, "Dog Star", pub. The Rupture (#120)
Two women napping on an 11th St. fire escape to catch a cool breeze on Aug. 30, 1948.
Sandra Cisneros, from "Tea Dance, Provincetown, 1982", Woman Without Shame
Sandra Cisneros, from "Tea Dance, Provincetown, 1982", Woman Without Shame
Mary Oliver, Wild Geese
Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase
(grabs you by the shoulders) you have to make room for new experiences in your life. you have to go through the unpleasant work of leaving your comfort zone, even if just for a few minutes at a time. because if you don't, your brain will trick you into stagnation. you will start to believe that the world can barely fit you in it. but that's not true. it's the opposite way around. you can fit the whole word inside of you. your task is only this: to welcome it with open arms