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Mike Driver

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Xuebing Du
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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'The Inspiration'. Xavier Mellery. 1845-1921.
I don’t remember if this was in the book or if I heard her tell a story in an interview, but I learned somewhere years ago that when Allison Bechdel sent her mother a draft copy of Are You My Mother? (Bechdel’s frankly very exposing graphic memoir about her relationship with her mother), asking for, I don’t know? Feedback? Permission? Absolution? her mother’s whole and entire response was “It coheres.” Two words and a period. And it’s absolutely true about that book and the most impressive thing about it, actually. The book collages an enormous amount of time and space and thought into a coherent piece of art. It could so easily have failed to do so, but it succeeded. I think about this all the time both because of the efficiency of Bechdel’s mother’s commentary and the myriad conclusions I find myself itching to leap to about her personality based on that single anecdote, but also because it got me thinking about coherence as an artistic value. As perhaps the final artistic value. So, you had something to say. Did you say it?
Baby donkeys or children from pinocchio? You decide.
Here’s something to chew on.
about me.jpg
honestly
In case you wanna read the article this quote is from: http://rolereboot.org/culture-and-politics/details/2016-05-daughter-know-ok-angry/
Adaptable girls find socially acceptable ways to internalize or channel their discomfort and ire, sometimes at great personal cost. Passive aggressive behavior, anxiety, and depression are common effects. Sarcasm, apathy, and meanness have all been linked to suppressed rage. Troublesome behaviors, such as lying, skipping school, bullying other people, even being socially awkward are often signs that a teenager is dealing with anger that they are unable to name as anger.
Girls, taught to ignore their anger, become disassociated from themselves.
Anger is so successfully sublimated that girls lose the ability to understand what it feels and looks like. Is her heart racing? Does she feel flushed or shaky? Does she clench her jaws at night? Is she breaking out in hives? Does she cry for no reason? Laugh inappropriately during difficult conversations? Fly off the handle over something that seems inconsequential? You can see where I’m going here…those crazy girl hormones, right? Better to just think of it as a phase.
For too many women, however, the phase never ends. It’s lives spent never expressing anger at all and believing that they don’t have the right or ability to do so without great risk.
Explains a hell of a whole lot about ne
this called the Ophelia Stage,
50 years of this crap and counting.
and yet women are supposedly allowed to express their emotions :)
men go so hard for men. the most degenerate, disgusting man could enter the room and you could be like “yo that dude is a creep he asked me for feet pics and I don’t feel comfortable around him” and your friend of ten years will be like “he’s not so bad” because they once had a 10 minute conversation about how awesome a film maker tarantino is or w/e
One important thing to remember in life: Do not coddle men. Do not do their work for them. Do not perform uncredited labor for them, including intellectual labor. Do not bend over backwards to help them. Do not tell them they are good at things they are bad at. Do not smile at them when you don’t want to. Do not laugh at their terrible jokes or stroke their egos or let them think they are better than you when odds are good that they are almost definitely not. Do not even deal with men whose presence bothers you when you can get away from them/when you aren’t regularly forced to be near them for things like work. Do not include men in your life who don’t deserve to be in it any time that you can avoid it at all.
this post pairs well with this one:
Exhibit 198/???
Daily reminder: men are NOT worth it
You’ll rise up free and easy on that day
In the Month of June (1899), L. A. Ring / Up The Wolves, The Mountain Goats
Beyond the Visible: Hilma af Klint (Halina Dyrschka, 2019)
Atelier Vime, design studio
SEVEN WORLDS, ONE PLANET 2019 | Presented by: David Attenborough
photos under my "dream home" board in pinterest.
Amy Beager
Closer, 2020
Acrylic, collage and oil on wood panel
Flaming June, 1895, Frederic Leighton
Preliminarily studies, compositional sketch, oil study and painting