January 16, 1957 — see The Complete Peanuts 1955-1958
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January 16, 1957 — see The Complete Peanuts 1955-1958
What if the first not-me transitional object is techne? I reach beyond myself in my distress to soothe myself, and in doing so begin to know myself. San Junipero is the place where what is real becomes radically uncertain. The living and the dead coexist. Bodies are optional. Desire is freed from the constraints of biography. And identity is no longer tethered to the biological. Perhaps it never was.
Mike Langlois, “San Junipero & the Uncanny: Dead Residents, Living Fantasies, & What Makes an Identity Real, or, Why I Ain’t afraid of AI”
Attachment to random objects
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I work with a three yo boy. He has always become very emotionally attached to things he finds. It can be a toy, a rock, a cup - anything. Sometimes it's even several things at once. He clings onto these things, but rarely plays with them. He naturally becomes upset when he has to part with them to eat, sleep etc.
The things are chosen very much at random and sometimes he gathers more things during the day until he can't carry anymore.
These objects seem to offer him comfort during transitions which made me think that he needed transitional objects. However, we have tried to keep it to one or two specific objects, but he always finds more and randomness of them baffles me.
These objects don't seem to offer much comfort either. He often needs a pacifier for that.
I have several reasons to think that he might be neurodivergent or something of the sort, but my suspicions are ignored by my colleague who explains these behaviors away. Not this one though. However, I can't find any sources about this particular issue.
Transitional objects are common and healthy. This is something else.
Can anyone help?
Cornelia Parker’s Transitional Object/PsychoBarn in the Royal Academy courtyard
It has been said that there are no gurus, only disciples. The guru is an illusion—an illusion which permits the disciple to yield, surrender false self, and therein have a chance at finding himself. The process may be thought of as allowing the disciple to re-enter the exhilarating world of transitional experiencing—wherein the guru is the transitional object. The "ego," false self, "mind" wants to argue; the guru won't argue. He knows that all engagement at this level reinforces the strength of the "ego" (false self). Surrender in this sense does not need a guru. The indirect object of the surrender could as well be a tree, the sun, God ... anything or anyone that will not impinge with its own "ego." The process is what is important; the object to whom one surrenders is irrelevant. However, because we are so impressed by our "ego, " we need to find something or someone who so totally transcends our experience, whose presence is so total and affirming that we will take a chance on surrendering. Hence the guru, and in a different world, the analyst. He is an excuse, an ally for true self to come forth
Emmanuel Ghent, “Masochism, Submission, Surrender – Masochism as a Perversion of Surrender.” 1990.
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A TRANSITIONAL OBJECT…
is a beloved and reassuring
item that stands in for Mom
when she is out of sight.
A late bloomer, I still have
need for Mom, and my own
transitional object is a book.
I tried to meditate tonight
but metaphors came to mock
the books which lined my shelf.
They made fun of the flying monk
who flew around the church wearing
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I asked my therapist if she would send me a text before she went on holiday, so that when I was sad and missing her while she was away I could look at it.
She sent me a lovely text that said she was still here, she wouldn’t forget me, and that I was doing great and she was very proud of me.
I’ve probably read it about 37 million times already and I don’t think she has even left for holiday yet.
Cornelia Parker's Transitional Object (Psychobarn) at the Metropolitan Museum of Art
British artist Cornelia Parker merges the all-American image of the red barn with the equally iconic exterior of Norman Bates’ house from Hitchcock’s Psycho in her delightfully eerie Roof Garden commission at the Met. Constructed from an old barn and consisting of only two facades, the home invites comparison to the largely vacant 432 Park Ave that dominates the skyline in the background. (At the Metropolitan Museum of Art through Oct 31st). Cornelia Parker, installation view of ‘Transitional Object (PsychoBarn)’ at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Roof Garden Commission, through Oct 31st.