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megan // 24 // ireland // my art blog is @megluddyillustration.tumblr.com IG: @megan_luddy

[metmuseum]

Specimen. 19th century. Credit line: Purchase by subscription, 1909 https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/218534

[stellaluna33]

Irish crochet lace

[jnjo]

David Pogran

[largishcat]

there have been 774664 studies on basic income and the results of every single one have been “wow! we gave people money and literally everything improved! crime rates are down! the actual sky is bluer! my (the researcher’s) wife decided not to leave me after all!” but these have all been short studies, just a couple years. i think what’s really missing from the field is a proper long form study, with a broader, bolder demographic, to really get us those numbers we need. a truly diverse study pool like, say, everyone. forever

[tlirsgender]

Sometimes a creative outlet is a fun little hobby and sometimes it's a lifelong affliction. Like I crochet because making little woven animals sparks joy and I'm a writer whether I like it or not because I'm tormented by visions

[tlirsgender]

Me crocheting: I made a duck ! ^_^

Me writing: pacing around talking to myself compelled by forces beyond my comprehension

[whydidisavethistomyphone]

[greencarnation]

[psikonauti]

Jan Zrzavý (Czech, 1890-1977)

Horses under the moon, 1919 

Mixed media

[maniccrafter]

Taking Flight, 25”x25”

crochet tapestry designed by me, bordered with a granny square frame.

[women-loving-art]

Violet Oakley unfinished (Edith Emerson in Cogslea bedroom)

[headspace-hotel]

Y'all ever open a book on a new subject, read a little bit, and have to put it back so you can process the way in which your mind was just expanded?

[headspace-hotel]

The textile book: okay here is some of the ways that textiles are important to human life

me: Okay!

The textile book: Clothes separate the vulnerable human body from the conditions of the outside world, and in doing so absorb the sweat and debris of human existence, accumulating wear and tear according to the lives we live. In this way, various lifestyles and professions are represented by clothing, and the clothing of a loved one retains the imprint of their physical body and their life being lived, as though the clothes absorb part of the wearer's soul

Me: ...oh

The textile book: The process of weaving a garment and the process of a child being formed in its mother's womb are often referred to using the same language. Likewise, when a baby is born, a blanket or other textile material is the first material object it encounters and protects it. Textiles can create the idea of two things being inextricable, as with being "woven together," or can create the sense of separateness, as with a curtain or veil that separates two rooms or spaces, even separating the living from the dead, or separating two realities, such as a performance ending when the curtain falls

Me: ...oh God

The textile book: Odysseus's wife Penelope undid her weaving in secret every night to delay the advances of her suitors. In this way she was able to turn back the passage of time to allow her husband to come home. Likewise the Lakota tell a story of an old woman embroidering time by embroidering a robe with porcupine quills. If she finishes the embroidery, the world will come to an end, but her faithful dog pulls out the quills whenever her back is turned, turning back the clock and allowing existence to continue.

me: ...is...is...is that why we refer to the fabric of space and time?

The textile book: The technological revolution of textile making is sadly underappreciated. The textile arts are possibly the most fundamental human technology, as once people created string and rope, they could create nets for catching fish and small animals, and bags and baskets for carrying food. In the earliest prehistoric times, the first string or cord perhaps came from sinew, found in the body of an animal. Because of this perhaps the body of a living being could be understood as made of a textile material. Indeed textiles have the function of preserving life, as with a surgeon stitching back together the human body or bandages being placed on a wound. Textile technologies are being used to create life-changing implants to restore function to injured parts of the body, as though a muscle or tendon can be woven and made in this way. Cloth can be used to create a parachute that will save a human's life as they plummet out of the sky. Ultimately, the textile technologies are used to enter new parts of the universe. [Photo of an astronaut and details explaining the astronaut's suit]

Me: STOP!! MY MIND IS NOT STRONG ENOUGH FOR THIS

[muhammadgiovanni]

Abbas Kiarostami’s “Taste of Cherry” ( …طعم گيلاس ) May 16, 1997.

[parkerjosiah]

(Rokuro Taniuchi)

[richardsiken-poet]

On Perplexity: Chrysanthemum by Richard Siken | Poetry Magazine

My head was a glove. It had many fingers. It grabbed for things, but they were slippery. I couldn’t find the light switches, and I forgot ho

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[mythopoeism]

early homo sapiens b like help i cant stop making bowls . help i cant stop domesticating plants and animals. help i cant stop developing language and architecture and religion

[pricklydyke]

ok im obsessed w this tag

[iwearmygreencoatatnight]

once in grade 6 I saw a 'pottery making club' in a ditch on the schoolyard- I assume at some point someone realized there was actually good quality clay in the ditch and when I walked up there were about a dozen 12 year olds sitting around the few girls who had brought their water bottles out to mix the clay, and a designated spot to put the finished bowls and tablets, and people going off and collecting sticks to make designs with and i really think that's the natural state of the human race

[roomba-with-knives-taped-to-it]

In elementary school I learned that you can make paint out of certain sedimentary rocks on the playground if you crushed them and mixed with water and at one point I had up to 25 kindergarten through third graders making cave paintings on the underside of the slides

[xphilosoraptorx]

The nature of man is such that every so often, someone recreates the neolithic era.

[voyageofbran]

Yeah, every recess

[finkspiration]

The children long for the clay

[ringneckedpheasant]

watercolors by trans artist tuesday smilie

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

at the start of every month everyone reblogs some insane poetry that’s like “august has arrived and again I swallow my bones in the burning sun” and every time I’m like damn that makes no sense. but kind of true.

[huariqueje]

Keep some steady friends around -   Kathy Tynan ,  2019.

Irish , b.  1984  -

Oil on aluminium , 40 x 30 cm.