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sheepfilms
almost home
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
ojovivo
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
we're not kids anymore.
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Janaina Medeiros
dirt enthusiast
art blog(derogatory)
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Keni
Not today Justin
Show & Tell
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@tawnykerr
Paging Tawny Kerr, Paging Tawny Kerr: that is one cool looking coffee shop - where is it?
I am only just now seeing this message and I have no idea when you sent it! Papercup on Great Western Road - tiny but excellent coffee roasted on site by swell folks. Good bakes and food too.
Reclusa, embroidery with hair on linen, 2010.
I have spent my evening preparing a talk on my artwork and reassessing everything in the process. There were a number of little objects I made just before and after graduating from art school which had a lot of the qualities I have really been looking for. I need to find that again; I think I'm getting there. I am working on a sculpture now which holds some promise but I don't want to discuss it too much until I work out some technical issues.
"Take the gesture, the action of writing. I would say, for example, that I have an almost obsessive relation to writing instruments. I often switch from one pen to another just for the pleasure of it. I try out new ones. I have far too many pens - I don't know what to do with all of them! And yet, as soon as I see a new one, I start craving it. I cannot keep myself from buying them." - Roland Barthes, 1973
...one listens to, or sings, the song as an experience of feeling, rather than intellectualizing the words as any kind of end in themselves.
Carl Belz, "Popular music and the folk tradition." Journal of American Folklore, 80:316, p. 133.
What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing?--it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
Sketchbook doodle.
I almost don't want to eat it.
Minigolf Friends.
There is sun and spring and green forever.
Liverpool. March 2012
Alan Campbell took a nice photo of me today, the gent.
I usually wear glasses. This is an approximation.
I'm too indecisive for this. (Taken with instagram)
Ambrose Bierce, Born in 1842, disappeared in Mexico in 1913. Fought for the Union Army in the Civil War. He hated the whole thing and according to one of my professors “never got over the things he saw.” He’s most famous for his short story “An Occurrence At Owl Creek Bridge.” Haunting writer, beautiful face. Bierce has been too overlooked, in my opinion.
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Arizona, 1886.
Hazel Lee [1912-1944]
Experienced women pilots, like Lee, were eager to join the WASP, and responded to interview requests by Cochran. Members of the WASP reported to Avenger Field, in wind swept Sweetwater, Texas for an arduous 6-month training program. Lee was accepted into the 4th class, 43 W 4.[2] Hazel Ying Lee was the first Chinese American woman to fly for the United States military.
Although flying under military command, the women pilots of the WASP were classified as civilians. They were paid through the civil service. No military benefits were offered. Even if killed in the line of duty, no military funerals were allowed. The WASPs were often assigned the least desirable missions, such as winter trips in open cockpit airplanes. Commanding officers were reluctant to give women any flying deliveries. It took an order from the head of the Air Transport Command to improve the situation.
Upon graduation, Lee was assigned to the third Ferrying Group at Romulus, Michigan. Their assignment was critical to the war effort; Deliver aircraft, pouring out of converted automobile factories, to points of embarkation, where they would then be shipped to the European and Pacific War fronts. In a letter to her sister, Lee described Romulus as “a 7-day workweek, with little time off.” When asked to describe Lee’s attitude, a fellow member of the WASP summed it up in Lee’s own words, “I’ll take and deliver anything.”
Described by her fellow pilots as “calm and fearless,” Lee had two forced landings. One landing took place in a Kansas wheat field. A farmer, pitchfork in hand, chased her around the plane while shouting to his neighbors that the Japanese had invaded Kansas. Alternately running and ducking under her wing, Lee finally stood her ground. She told the farmer who she was and demanded that he put the pitchfork down. He complied.
Lee was a favorite with just about all of her fellow pilots. She had a great sense of humor and a marvelous sense of mischief. Lee used her lipstick to inscribe Chinese characters on the tail of her plane and the planes of her fellow pilots. One lucky fellow who happened to be a bit on the chubby side, had his plane dubbed (unknown to him) “Fat Ass.”
Lee was in demand when a mission was RON (Remaining Overnight) In a big city or in a small country town, she could always find a Chinese restaurant, supervise the menu, and often cook the food herself. She was a great cook. Fellow WASP pilot Sylvia Dahmes Clayton observed that “Hazel provided me with an opportunity to learn about a different culture at a time when I did not know anything else. She expanded my world and my outlook on life.”
Lee and the others were the first women to pilot fighter aircraft for the United States military.
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