Some mini zines on Jewish folklore (includes zines on golems, dybbuk, malachim and sheydim) by illustrator / zinester, Ezra Rose. Buy them here and pay what you like.
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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Origami Around
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Three Goblin Art
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Some mini zines on Jewish folklore (includes zines on golems, dybbuk, malachim and sheydim) by illustrator / zinester, Ezra Rose. Buy them here and pay what you like.
yoshitomo nara “walk on” flip clock (2001)
His names Bill but I can call him Tom
the first thing evelyn has to do to verse jump is confess her love to deirdre and it’s stupid and silly but it needs to be authentic and then the movie reveals realities in which she and deirdre DO love each other deeply and even in this universe evelyn finds a relationship with deirdre that has love in it as she tells her outside the laundromat that she deserves more than a life alone and bitter and it’s so simple but everything in the movie works together to reinforce that it’s all about finding the love !! that there is love in every connection you have with someone
What’s a bad miracle? They got a word for that?
NOPE (2022) dir. Jordan Peele
has a breakdown about what a lonely life it is. goes for a walk with headphones in. purchases a beverage at the supermarket. you know how it goes
In the Universal Time Machine, Photo by Sebastian Bremer, 2017
San Francisco Skyline - Bryan Mark Taylor
American , b. 1977 -
Oil on panel , 91 x 91 cm, 36 x 36 in.
hanif abdurraqib literally gets it…
[image description: the first image is a tweet with two pictures attached (one photo and one screenshot of text). the rest of the images are themselves image descriptions of the images attached to the tweet.
the tweet is by Hanif Abdurraqib (@NifMuhammad) and it says, "almost five years of this now-infamous photo that has really, really endured -- more than some of my actual writing. I'm happy with that."
the following text is copied from the screenshotted image descriptions in the OP.
Image Description
Hanif stands in front of a projector screen that reads TELL A FRIEND THAT YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH THEM TONIGHT [plain text: Tell a friend that you're in love with them tonight] while wearing a shirt that reads BUY EMOTION ON ITUNES [plain text: Buy Emotion on itunes].
Alt text for next photo caption begins here:
That time again -- I share this photo every year around its anniversary, and this makes FIVE(!!) whole years since this photo was taken and started its enduring orbit on the various corners of the internet. 2017, New York, I was invited to a track-by-track celebration of Carly Rae Jepsen's EMOTION, where each writer was assigned one song to give a presentation on. I wanted "Warm Blood" but picked too late and got "Your Type," and made a presentation on my phone on the plane, but this was the only slide, and I read a long thing about desire, and about that thin veil between realizing you like someone and realizing you LIKE someone, about falling in love with friends, about being platonically in love with friends, about treating platonic love with the same generosity and rigor as romantic love. But mostly about the bravery of Big Declarations Of Emotion. Because of the nature of the party, and the fact that this photo has circulated for years without context, I think it has led to more Big Declarations Of Emotion than anything, and I don't mind that, I suppose. I still get people, to this day, telling me they were at this event or they've seen this photo and that they were inspired to tell someone they were in love with them. The results are mixed, of course. They always are. One couple is engaged to be married this year, which is cool. For some other folks, things got weird. For that, I apologize but to be fair, I wanted Warm Blood. Anyway, there are so many ways to fall for someone. If you are at the edge of the cliff anyway, consider taking the leap. The ground might be soft enough to hold you and whatever comes next, and if it isn't there will always be more cliffs, more edges.
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one thing about me is I love brutalism. I love concrete. I love not living in a house with cardboard walls and I love looking at a building and thinking this imposing boy would survive a nuclear war
I’m sorry for thinking that grim brutalist design and the vibrant resilience of nature go hand in hand. I’m sorry for seeing how striking, atmospheric and refreshing that looks. I’m right though
society if we started making places look like this again just with more plants
honestly the worst thing about adhd for me is that a new hobby or hyperfixation is one of the greatest sources of joy, but its always haunted by the knowledge that it won’t last and i don’t get to decide or even know how long. I can’t count on being interested in anything long term.
it feels like theres a clock ticking above my head and i cant see how much longer i get to enjoy something. i can’t start big projects for fear of never finishing them. i have to hold myself back from anything that requires long-term commitments or consistency because i can’t rely on future-me to follow through.*
when i pace myself and try to casually keep up with something after the hyperfixation ends it just isn’t the same, the joy is gone. when i say fuck it and just let myself run, i end up trying to cram years of a hobby into weeks or months. i bite off way more than i can chew, burn out spectacularly, and spend the next month feeling guilty every time i look at the pile of expensive, unused materials that i sat down one day and never picked back up.
Theres a toll that years of it takes on your self-trust, it compromises your ability to make decisions without second guessing the most basic things. “What will I want?” and “what will I like?” aren’t any less opaque at six months from now than six years. I can’t count on what I want. In a way, I can’t count on myself and there’s a grief that comes along with that.
i see so much about dealing with adhd shame, but i dont think i’ve heard more than one person express the grief that comes with losing something you really love, not because it leaves you, but because your body simply decides without your permission to stop loving it.
“an ode to everything everywhere all at once”
i’m not sure if anyone has pointed this out before, but the laundry and taxes line in eeaao actually translates more accurately to “if there is a next life, i would still choose to do taxes and open a laundromat with you” (instead of just “i would’ve really liked”), and the distinction is so important because it emphasises the gravity of the each minuscule choice we make, and how it is the significance of these choices that makes our seemingly insignificant lives have meaning. choosing to do laundry and taxes with her conveys a sense of certainty and assuredness that he would still actively make that decision in another life, as opposed to “i would’ve liked” which implies that he is merely a product of his circumstances with no agency over them instead of a result of his individual autonomy. it also reinforces waymond’s own philosophies about optimism as a choice we must constantly make and hold steadfast to despite despite despite. the act of choosing begets sacrifice, but choosing love, choosing kindness, choosing to believe that the darkness is transient and surmountable is the most important thing we could do in a world where succumbing to despair and hopelessness is so easy, and i think the way this film navigates this subject of choice is so beautiful
Zodiac Necklace, Jean Clement for Schiaparelli Fall/Winter 1938
June page taken from ‘Through the Year with Birds and Poets.’
Poetry compilation by Sarah Williams.
Published 1900 by Boston, Lee and Shepard.
The Library of Congress Wikimedia.
i dont know anything about kpop at all it doesnt interest me in the slightest i think its like the pinnacle of weird celebrity culture. but even so im completely enamoured with the concept of nct. i love that theres a seemingly endless stream of guys. i like to imagine them all queueing up to get into one single comically long limousine. imagine you have to tuck them all into bed and give them a kiss on the forehead and you start at 8:30pm (their bedtime) and because theres so many of them by the time youve lovingly put the last member of nct to bed its morning. you pull up to mcdonalds drivethru and deliver a 15 minute long monologue to get every member of ncts order. this is the funniest picture in the world it looks like the UNs security council