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This idea that feminism was created in the last twenty years is ridiculous. When you think of all the women that went across the continent in covered wagons. Really. It's ridiculous. It's a lot of baloney. If they'd read a little history, they'd find out that women have been powerful characters all through the history of the United States.

A Centenarian's Advice to Young Women: Figure Out What You Want By Heidi Legg via The Atlantic

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From "Triple Self-Portrait" by Matthew Thorburn

#the paris review #poetry #PoetryIwishIcouldWrite #read

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“There are many things I’ve written that I didn’t really understand until a long time later.”

Harry Mathews (via theparisreview)

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Just released 3 prints of paper collage works with Art From Concentrate! Check them out at artfromconcentrate.com

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If you know what's good for you, you'll check out this genius man's work. I want all the prints. ALL OF THEM

#art #AffordableArt #scottyisthebest

If this doesn't make you crack a smile, you might be soulless.

#video #nyc

Because, yes.

Cats modeling jewelry on Refinery29.

Photography by Rockie Nolan.

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One day, while my daughter was happily distracted in her own marker drawings, I decided to risk pulling out a new sketchbook I had special ordered. It had dark paper, and was perfect for adding hi...

How great is this??

#art #collaboration

I love my family so much.

#karellanddave #080313

Photography by Nick Radford

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It's Friday and time to just eeeease into the weekend.

#listen

Nothing ever feels like what you think it will feel like.

I was thinking about this the other day when my new husband (weird) made a joke about me and referred to me as the wife (still weird). It's like the word, "grown-up," something you assume means one thing until you get there, and you realize: no one knows what the hell it really is or means and they've just been faking it this whole time.

Not that I can really say that wife is not what I thought it would feel like. I've only been a wife for 20 days now, and we all know that it will feel different in 200 days, and 2,000 days (which is 5.479 something something years, which actually isn't as long as that thousand sounds). And not that we don't all slowly evolve into the comfort of our new labels -- being called a "grown-up" when I was 20 felt like putting on a costume for Halloween, but being called a grown-up at 31, now, feels like a, "no duh, idiot."

Not sure where I'm really going with this, besides maybe that life is just so different than what you think it will be like when you're younger. I witness my 7 year-old niece observing the world around her, making her own guesses at what is proper, what is wrong, and what you're supposed to do, versus what you just want to do. And I just want to tell her that sometimes those expectations don't mean anything, and that there are rules in place, but they always change, or you adapt them to what kind of life you really want to live, and that things are just so much grayer than that distinctive line between me and her (grown-up vs child) suggests.

I want to say that the fuzziness of life comes from all the gradations in those transitions--that things happen so drip-drop slowly, that one day you wake up and feel comfortable being called an adult when three or two or one year ago you didn't. That sometimes there are big moments (like weddings and birthdays and funerals and babies being born) and that they help to define you and act as mile markers amid the blurry days that consist of just living, just getting by, but that it's also true that you won't instantly feel comfortable being suddenly 18 and an adult when just the day before you were 17 and a kid. That yes, you're somebody's wife to the public, but you're still yet to learn what that really means, and how you will define it for yourself in a year from now will be different from today, and different still, of course, 50 years from now.

Do you like how I turned that right back to me and whatever it is this knot in my brain is trying to work out? Yeah, I knew you would.

#random thoughts #nooneprobablycaresbutme