Naomi Okubo (Japanese, b. 1985)
Thinking of someone who has drawn botanical paintings #1, 2022
Acrylic on canvas

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Naomi Okubo (Japanese, b. 1985)
Thinking of someone who has drawn botanical paintings #1, 2022
Acrylic on canvas
shrines by jenny davies-reazor
Mayuko Kobayashi (ć°æ çç”ć) - 愳/Woman
It's time for magnolias, Olga Kvasha
Jorge: DĂaz Henry: Xochimilco, MĂ©xico (2022)
æźŻăźæŁź (The Mourning Forest | Naomi Kawase | 2007)
Akino Kondoh: Menstrual Flowers (2004)
The Child of Another, Muna Moto (1975)
Director - Jean-Pierre Dikongué Pipa, Cinematography - Jean-Luc Léon & JP Dezalay
"Today, money is power."
A Bride for Rip Van Winkle/ăȘăăăŽăĄăłăŠăŁăłăŻă«ăźè±ć«, dir. Shunji Iwai (2016)
I dreamed this dream and I still dream of it and I will dream of it sometime again. Everything repeats itself and everything will be reincarnated, and my dreams will be your dreams. There, to one side of us, to one side of the world wave after wave breaks on the shore: thereâs a star on the wave, and a man, and a bird, reality and dreams and death â wave after wave.
Dates are irrelevant. I was, I am, I will be. Life is a miracle of miracles, and I kneel before the miracle alone like an orphan,
alone in the mirrors, enclosed in reflections, seas and towns, shining brightly through the smoke. A mother cries and takes her baby on her knee. â Arseny Tarkovsky â âI dreamed this dream and I still dream of itâ, translated by Richard McKane
i WILL sleep through the rest of my days
neither alive nor dead but a secret third thing (at sea)
âIf we lived in a culture with a higher tolerance for ambiguity, rather than obsession with measurement, fixed identity, and knowability, transition wouldnât be so confounding to people, and the process might be more normal. Epistemologically, we are anal retentive. Not rigorous, just stressed out. We need to know what a trans girl is. What are you, trans people get asked. Where are you from, people of colour get asked. White supremacist capitalism wants to make a map of everything, and then monetize the ways that things move around the map. Basically literally. The museum.â
â Baer, H., 2022. Trans Girl Suicide Museum. Los Angeles: Hesse Press. pp. 131-132.
Poetry (Lee Chang-dong, 2009)