Siobhán Hapaska, Robot, 2001 (122x152cm, stampa lambda montata su alluminio) MCA, Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago
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Siobhán Hapaska, Robot, 2001 (122x152cm, stampa lambda montata su alluminio) MCA, Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago
Going home for the holidays is like: *processing leftover trauma from high school* *being as vague as possible about your career aspirations* *negotiating how much of your actual personality you can reveal to your family*
Bob Odenkirk & David Cross playing Melee at the 2002 Sundance film festival
“The idea of property occurs naturally to the discrete and separate self. Just as Cartesian objectivity divides the world into self and other, property divides it into mine and yours. Just as Galilean materialism insists that only the measurable is real, so economics denominates all value in money units.
The urge to own arises as a natural response to an alienating ideology that severs felt connections and leaves us ‘alone in the universe.’ Short of connectedness and identity with the matrix of all being, the tiny, isolated self that remains has a voracious need to claim as much as possible of that lost beingness for its own. If all the world, all of life and earth, is no longer me, I can at least compensate by making it mine.
...Not only does our acquisitiveness arise out of separation, it reinforces it as well. The notion that a forest, a gene, an idea, an image, a song is a separate thing that admits ownership is quite new. Who are we to own a piece of the world, to separate out a part of the sacred universe and make it mine? Such hubris, once unknown in the world, has had the unfortunate effect of separating out ourselves as well from the matrix of reality, cutting us off (in experience if not in fact) from each other, from nature, and from spirit. By objectifying the world and everything in it, by making an other of the world, we necessarily objectify ourselves as well in relation to that other. The self becomes a lonely and isolated ego, connected to the world pragmatically but not in essence, afraid of death and thus closed to life. Such a self, cut off from its true nature and separated from the factitious environment created by its own self-definition, will always be insecure and will always try to exert more and more control over this environment.”
Charles Eisenstein
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“You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.”
— Albert Camus (via quotemadness)
In The Province. Torzhok. Tver Governorate, 1914, Konstantin Yuon
Medium: oil,canvas
Climate Crisis Summit with Bernie Sanders and AOC, 9th November 2019 in Des Moines Iowa. Watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSc7qYpCWp8
Winter picture with cabin at a River by Wilhelm von Gegerfelt (Swedish, 1844-1920)
Duane Kearns Puryear holding his own AIDS panel at ‘Display on Ellipse’ in Washington, D.C., 1989
In creating this (panel) with needle and thread, Puryear completed the most significant reidentification possible. He identified himself as dead
“Is tha-“
“Exodia The Forbidden one? Yes it is.”
“Is he wearing th-“
“The Chanel Boots? Yes he is.”
Welcome to Australia...
Where an already endangered species is on the brink of functional extinction...
Oh, and 500 million animals unique to this country have already lost their lives, upon homes that have been destoryed and lives lost of people as well...
I mean... we're only living in a literal inferno...
415 fires. Fuck are we dying...
Oh yeah and people are just fleeing to the damn ocean, you know?
Do you want to know what Hell on Earth looks like..?
Because there it is in all it's unfiltered, firey rage...
There it is... my home from space...
This is only the beginning. Our country has not only entered a new decade, it seems a new dawning era as well, because this flaming apocalypse doesn't show any sign of stopping any time soon.
And you know what saddens me? I've never seen Australian tragedies trending here on this website. I mean it's been going on for months and only now does it seem to really be getting recognized, even if it is only at #9.
And I'm going to be honest with you here - the internet, and media in general is so American centric, this website being no exception. You'd think that an entire continent being on fire for several months with devastating consequences would have more recognition, but no, it really doesn't. The most notes I've ever seen on a post about the Australian fires is at least a few thousand, and that's about it.
So just... please. If you can, with this post or any other post in regards to the fires going on down here, reblog. Because the only thing that should be spreading like wildfire, is a post about a burning country...
Salman Toor (Pakistani, b. 1983), East Village Apartment III, 2016. Oil on panel, 16 x 20 cm.
You weren't ugly 10 years ago, you were a kid, or a teenager, or just a human person. 10 years ago cameras weren't that good. We still used CDs. People had flip phones. 10 years ago Instagram wasn't a thing. I hate to say it but every year we spent perfecting our social media presence is not a glow up. A grainy picture of you just existing in the era before curated existence next to a perfectly lit and framed "candid" is not an accurate comparison... Be nicer to your younger self, man. Think about what it's telling the kids.