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"Sewing is a gateway drug to thinking through complex problems. It seems really simple; culturally, we make it women's work. Let me tell you: real sewing at any kind of level of proficiency is a bloody magic trick. Sewing, like mold making, involves mental frames that require one to think inside out and backwards. It requires one to work on an order of operations that is often taking into account the reverse. It's a really, really important skill, and if you learn how to sew, you're mostly on your way to carpentry and welding and sheet metal work. I'm not kidding: these are planar forms meeting under rules and conditions. And if you can make a sleeve work, I swear to God, you could build a house."
--Adam Savage
Chillin like a villain.
Grandma’s teapots ♡
The vibes are cozy
Update on the distressed duvet cover project. Stylish, frugal and beautiful.
Working on a dapper mushroom ensemble. Always be serving
“I think America should be taken by Canada instead” No, I think America should be returned to its Indigenous tribes, while Canada should return to the First Nations, the Inuit and the Métis.
“I think America should be taken by Denmark instead” No, I think America should be returned to its Indigenous tribes while Denmark returns Greenland to the Kalaallit, the Tunumiit and the Inughuit.
“I think Texas should be taken by Mexico” No, I think Texas should be returned to the Apache.
“I think Florida should be taken by Cuba” No, I think Florida should be returned to the Seminole.
“I think the Blue states should form their own country” No, I think the Blue states should return to the Chinook, the Yakama, the NimĂipuu, the Pomo, the Chumash, the DinĂ©, the WĂ´banaki, the Massachuset, the Haudenosaunee, the Pequot, the Lenape tribes, and the Inuit, the UnangaxĚ‚ and the Tlingit tribes of Alaska.
Stop roleplaying colonialism with a leftist coat of paint and give land back to its fucking Natives.
Hollow BodyÂ
What do you do when AI makes your life’s work feel meaningless? Peter Wayne Moe decided to take up classical guitar study as a way to rekindle his love of learning and for life. Check out this short excerpt from his essay “Hollow Body,” in which he becomes a student again in an act of resistance:
I enrolled in MUS 253: Classical Guitar out of desperation. I’m an English professor, and since the advent of ChatGPT in late 2022, things have changed. I watched students, staff, colleagues, and administrators outsource their thinking to the machine, and the academy soon became a sham to me, a farce of its former self. I once taught students to spend time inside sentences, to wrestle with difficulty, to make productive use of their uncertainty by paying close attention to how language works on the page. We once sat inside paragraphs, dwelt inside language in its richness and complexity.Â
 But the ease of AI has devalued language, difficulty, and the work and perseverance and focus necessary to make meaning out of words. Believing a writer should write her own sentences and a reader should read instead of relying on AI summaries, I have become Sisyphus pushing that rock up the hill, the work of teaching and learning, reading and writing seemingly pointless in the face of the juggernaut offering to do my students’ work for them. After years of this, I descended into a severe depression marked by panic attacks, substance abuse, self-harm, and suicidal ideation. A complete loss of meaning in your life’s work will do that.
Just me knitting away at a mushroom colored sweater vest.
Stop Trump’s Plan for BLM to “Maximize Timber Production” in Oregon
The Trump administration is planning to revise the Resource Management Plans (RMPs) that guide the Bureau of Land Management’s (BLM) management of 2.5 million acres of Western Oregon’s public forests.
The Trump led proposal would undo decades of hard fought conservation work and put large swaths of mature and old growth forests on the chopping block. These forests provide critical habitat for endangered species and sequester incredible amounts of carbon. They are also naturally more fire resilient than the monocrop plantations that the BLM would replace them with. BLM’s Notice of Intent makes it clear that the purpose of these revisions is to increase industrial logging to “the maximum productive capacity of the lands”. This would mean the elimination of the last stands of mature and old growth on BLM lands and could lead to the extinction of endangered species like the Northern Spotted Owl and Marbled Murrelet.
Comments are due by Monday, March 23:
https://birdallianceoregon.org/take-action/stop-trumps-plan-for-blm-to-maximize-timber-production-in-oregon
This is the first step in the process, called “scoping.” While there may be future opportunities to comment, it’s critical to make our voices heard as early in the process as possible!
photograph of Northern Spotted Owl by Scott Carpenter
credit to @joan_de_art
What always gets me about learning about settler colonialism is how once you learn about it you cannot unsee the violence to the land itself. My home state was previously nearly 100% wetlands, apart of the wider Ohio river valley whose biodiversity supported such large populations of hundreds of different species that many contemporary source from settlers describe it as like the garden of Eden.
The Indigenous people who farmed and hunted here (and still farm and hunt in what land they have been able to keep and reclaim) were able to grow miles of upon miles of crops with multiple harvests a year, encouraging this biodiversity by creating forest gardens with incredible amounts of food from staples like corn and squash to local fruits like pawpaws to European imports like apples alongside controlled burns which allowed fields and buffalo ranges to expand.
Nowadays my state is known almost exclusively for its fields of nothing but corn and soy beans. Driving through in between the comparatively small cities you'll see nothing but fields where the plethora of different trees and plants were chopped down mile by mile, the remaining wetlands drained and flattened, and the rich black soils robbed of their nutrients through decades upon decades of monocrop agriculture now preserved through the life blood of petrochemical fertilizers which destroy the surrounding environment.
This process was done mile by mile as the tens of thousands of Indigenous people were killed and displaced by settlers and the US army, the land measured and sold acre by acre to white settlers who raped the land as described, filling the pockets of wealthy land speculators (like George Washington and Thomas Jefferson) who bought the land directly from the government in schemes so corrupt historians have dedicated entire careers to mapping out their dramas.
It's like learning about commodity fetishism and suddenly seeing hundreds of strangers in the products that surround you. Once you learn how the land was destroyed for profit you'll never look at the miles of fields or the cracks in the concrete of buildings built on wetlands or the stench of now obsolete canals built solely for a once boat-dependent economy with no care for the environment the same.
Today's look is a combo of new and old pieces. I particularly enjoy the way earth tones are meshed with a thin stripe of lilac, and oh yeah the matching bow tie. I feel like a gentleman journalist.
Today I set out to Out of the Closet, a thrift store in Chicago, to see if I could procure some office appropriate mori kei garments. I had only wanted a button up and a new pair of corduroys, but what I found was so reasonably priced, I couldn't resist buying a little more.
Let's do a run down with prices because fashion and frugality pair beautifully.
First up is a Bonobos cream piquet button up for $7.00. It's a solid menswear staple and the subtle texture of the fabric elevates the look.
Next up is a Club Room 100% Shetland wool sweater. The traditional color work fits a mori kei menswear style to perfection. Price: $12.00.
Next up are a pair of rusty green J. Crew courderoys that made me feel a bit like a gentleman farmer in the shire. The picture really doesn't do it justice. Price: $16.00.
On to the steals of the day. First up is a lovely unbranded caramel brown bucket hat. The fiber blend is 50% wool, 40% angora, and 10% nylon (the inner band more than likely). Again , the photo doesn't do the color justice. Price: $5.00. (gods I feel like a pickpocket sometimes)
And on to the piece de resistance: shoes. Tooled leather loafers by Allen Edwards to be precise.
These handsome lads set me back a grand total of $5.00. Here's the original prices.
And the best part? The two articles of clothing that I was eyeing on Amazon would still have cost more than this entire haul.