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As the curtains of the Pacific night close over the sky of Tumblr dot com, I say: do not linger. Other voices are calling.
Affirmations: i'm a genius and a force of nature. I am as powerful as one million ants.
Noooo
Me looking at ants carrying breadcrumbs home: Catharsis!!!
shine normal like a plain rock
Life Everywhere consists of 133 cut and collaged scans taken from six Simon & Schuster field guides: Mushrooms, Trees, Horses and Ponies, Fossils, Cacti and Succulents, and Shells. The name of each lifeform is annotated by hand on its respective image. The poster is meant as both a resource and a reminder, and might cause a viewer to consider the fine line between taxonomy and memorial.
About the Artist
Lexie Smith is an independent researcher and bread baker whose practice explores the manifestations of power in food systems and food histories, with bread as a focus of inquiry.
New York Communities for Change, 2021
Central Park Scenes, 1991 ~ New York ⌘ Roller skaters and sunbathers enjoy a summer day in the park.
Wayne Thiebaud (American, b. 1920), Drink, 1999-2002. Oil on panel, 26.6 x 29.8 cm.
Basket of Cherries - Felix Vallotton 1921
Swiss 1865-1925
oil on canvas, 54 x 73.5
From the archive
pursuing my postdoc in belaboring the point from dead horse university
Fictional place called Kanata, Ottawa
Fictional place called Kanata, Ottawa
8 hours of decent sleep will have you thinking things like 'i am a beautiful horse and i will never die'
The English language on its way to once again humiliate me:
reading my own blog and nodding sagely
Forget about it / no one asked for it / nobody needs it / and i think it's beautiful
reading my own blog and nodding sagely