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Dykes on b/w by Chloe Sherman
Hélène Béland (Canadian,b.1949)
Light catcher, 2012
Oil on linen
Gaza, Palestine (2004). Photographed by Abid Katib.
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"Sometimes life is stranger than fiction, but sometimes it's incomparable in other ways. Sometimes it's heaven that the false fire of imagination could never capture."
Before the Coffee Gets Cold
Hans Baluschek (1870-1935)
"City railway station" (1904)
Oil on canvas
Happy End of Finals Week and the Semester to those celebrating!
[ And I was happy in those first days as really I'd never been before, roaming like a sleepwalker, stunned and drunk with beauty. ] the secret history by donna tartt
watching white people prostrate themselves like "oh my God how are we meant to continue on knowing there's a literal genocide?!?" is so frustrating. I know they mean well and it's honestly so heart-warming that people are waking up to the anti-colonial fight. but I need white people and non-Indigenous people to understand that your friends of colour, and especially your friends who are Indigenous, have carried the grief and anguish you're feeling for their whole lives. "intergenerational trauma" aren't buzzwords. It's this. It's that rage, hurt, and anguish that we carry from our parents, grandparents, great grandparents because they went through some kind of genocide just like these. so it's only by sheer luck we exist at all and we're born furious from it. because we live in the world so many white people are only just now seeing. we've lived in it our whole lives. "how are we meant to continue on as if everything's normal?" sorry but this is normal. This has been normal for a very long time. but I'll let you in on a secret, if you figure out how to harness that anger sustainably into action, this doesn't have to be normal.
even if it takes all night or a hundred years