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Art by Annie Konst (source)
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Cloudy Night , Pines - Alice Brasser , 2026.
Dutch , b. 1965 -
Oil on perspex on wood panel , 40 x 32 cm.
I love The Golden Girls.
Ya’ll don’t have any idea how fucking brave and needed these plot lines were.
This was before Ellen came out.
This was before civil unions.
This was before Don’t Ask Don’t Tell.
This was when your ass could be fired, blacklisted, and shunned with no legal protections for even being hinted at being gay.
And the Golden Girls said “Fuck you, Fuck this, we’re doing it anyway.”
I think it should be noted that Blanche’s quote about AIDS is also “It is not god punishing people for their sins” and that the episode also deals with slutshaming.
I don’t know if people realize how much activism these women did for gay right and during the aids crisis. If you think about it they were all long established in Hollywood and Broadway. They had tons of friends personally affected and dealing with the aids crisis. Estelle Getty lost a nephew. I think they helped plant seeds in people who watched Golden Girls that helped make things a little more normalized and mainstream.
In your soul there are infinitely precious things that can not be taken from you. - Oscar Wilde
Going to Bed Early - Chloe Chlumecky , 2025.
Canadian , b. 1999 -
Oil on wood panel , 16 x 12 in. framed.
Is it...still?
Where I want to live.
#manifest that shiz
When you can't calm the storm, calm yourself and wait for the storm to pass.. as all storms eventually do - Buddha
So much of our lives is unconsciously spent trying to control what others think of us - polishing our image, hiding our flaws, avoiding conflict, saying things we don’t mean and doing things we don’t want to do… just to be liked.
It’s exhausting. And it never works. People will think what they think of you, no matter what you do or say.
Rejection is an ancestral wound we all carry. No matter how kind, generous, or brilliant you are, someone will dislike you. Someone will judge you. Someone will dismiss your truth.
And there’s nothing you can do to stop it.
That’s where your freedom begins!
Give up control. Accept the wound. Accept the rejection. It may seem unfair, but it’s universal. Let others dislike you. Let them misunderstand. Let them hold their harsh judgements. Let them speak badly of you.
Their thoughts are not your responsibility.
And still - live. Speak your truth. Love fully. Be messy, awkward, angry, joyful, anxious. Be everything you are. Be present with it all.
You don’t have to be calm. You don’t have to be agreeable. You don’t have to be liked.
Every time you allow someone not to like you and you still show up, you teach yourself something essential: I am safe. I am embodied. I am real. I am enough.
Rejection may sting. It may feel unfair. But every time you keep going despite the judgements of others, you are healing multiple lifetimes of self-suppression.
You are not here to be palatable.
You are here to be real.
- Jeff Foster