The Black Sun, Bill Mayer, 2017
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The Stonewall Inn
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The Black Sun, Bill Mayer, 2017
Gouache, with gold leaf, on watercolor paper
Trying to not buy a hatsune miku figure, even though I am not a miku fan, bc it's so pretty but over £100 before shipping but the saxaphones are getting louder
Is your girl blorbo a good liar?
Yes, she is
She can lie if she really has to
No, painfully honest
No, terrible even when she tries
Other/nuance
trying to explain why i like horror to people who don’t: ok so you know how it’s fun to be deeply disturbed and unsettled
You know how we call things "pseudoscience"... the media analysis that's being done on twitter and tumblr should be pseudohumanities
99% of queer discourse stops right before they define the true difference between bisexual and pansexual!
FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME
BISEXUALS GROW FROM THE GROUND
PANSEXUALS GROW FROM THE CEILING
Happy Pride, cave dwellers 🦇
i’ve been so well-behaved i deserve to light things on fire now
The world’s average height is 159cm (5’3”) to 171 cm (5’7”). Are you in the average range?
The world’s average height is 159cm (5’3”) to 171 cm (5’7”). Are you in the average range?
Yes
No
vomits
a body count not as in homicide nor as in sexuality but as in the trail of people from my childhood and adolescence i should’ve been a better friend to and taken better care of but i was too busy being caught up in my own heartache to recognize their own and therefore our relationship tapered off in an extremely unsatisfying way that continuously manifests itself as a thrumming sense of grief in my chest. anyway which restaurant chains have the best free pre-meal bread?
Does your Blorbo know how to perform a CPR?
Yes
No
Every poll on this blog is about fictional characters only. This request was sent to us and we made a poll in response to it. Send any Blorbo-related question you want to our inbox and we’ll make a poll on which people can vote with their own Blorbos in minds
Truly I hate to do this to you all but; you can watch all the videos and read all the blogs in the world but you cannot learn to sew without at some point picking up a piece of fabric and fucking it up. No tutorial exists that will stop you at some point ruining this poor piece of cloth. The visceral act of holding a project and wondering where you went wrong is the only way to learn sewing; you cannot escape it. I’m sorry
Jeans pants pocket egg incident
Egg in pocket ben d down
Forgotten egg in jeans pocket
Bend down jeans pants pocket, egg (forgotten)
Forgot I had an egg in my pocket and bent down
Egg in my jeans (pants (pocket))
Foegot about the egg (in my pocket[JEANS PANTS])
Once when I was in undergrad, someone described something as “problematic” in class and our professor was like, “That’s cool, but ‘problematic’ doesn’t really mean anything. It means that the thing you’re describing has a problem, and in and of itself that’s not bad. Art, especially, should always have problems, or else it’s not interesting and not art, either. It sounds like you’re trying to say that this is bad, but you don’t want to say ‘bad.’ Is that right?”
So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the “bad” thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, “I’m uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.”
Once we stopped calling things “problematic” and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, “that’s racist” or “that’s misogynistic” or “ew capitalism gross” out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, “Uhhh... I’m not sure what’s so bad?” and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.
Anyway. Whenever I see the word problematic, I can’t help but think of this professor being like, “Good starting point, now let’s get specific.” I think when we have to commit to saying “that’s ___” it requires a lot more careful thought about the truth and impact and complexities of whatever we’re claiming. Sometimes there really is some bullshit afoot, and also sometimes it’s art, and it should be full of problems, because that’s what art is.
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