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Architecture of return, escape (The British Museum) 2022 Pigment and acrylic on deer hide, 36 x 55 in. (91.4 x 139.7 cm) Nicholas Galanin Born 1979, Tlingit/Unangax̂
"Galanin’s work engages themes of persistence, power, and survival in the face of settler colonialism and its legacies of institutional racism and collective amnesia. Here, the floor plan of the British Museum is painted over a blue field. Pictograms of baskets, masks, woven hats, weapons, tools, and textiles reference the contested objects held in the museum’s collection, while a red line maps an escape route for these examples of Indigenous cultural production. In many Native cultures, hide paintings relay histories across generations and objects embody lineages; in referencing both, Galanin is proposing a getaway plan for his ancestors."
what if we admitted to each other that it's not always really romance that we want. What if we admitted that what we're really craving is intimacy and society taught us romance is the only way to get it.
Things you can do with your OCs that will make them more awesome:
Make them aromantic
Things you can do with your OCs that will make them more awesome:
Make them aromantic
i need personal mp3 player culture to come back. take my paw we can make a better world
you dont even need to be an audiophile. its ok if you can't tell the difference between an mp3 and a flac. its actually probably better for you if you can't because you can have way more music if you don't care about the compression. but you can own your music. you can listen to it without wifi or cell service, anywhere you want. you can put a bunch of cute stickers or art on your player. you can listen to music without being distracted by the internet. you can use a computer to copy files from a cute girl's mp3 player onto yours and then you can think of her every time you hear it. you can sit in a laundromat and share a pair of earbuds while you listen to that Russkaja song she likes and you don't know any of the words to. there is a better world out there for you and all you have to do is say yes
look, if you can listen to the entirety of No One Is Illegal (2019) and not feel anything i fundamentally don't understand you as a person. like 2/3 of that album rips my fucking soul out and lights it on fire. very good album but i can't listen to it anywhere because most of the time it's not a good time to start crying a bit
Here's an idea about why kids are so anxious and depressed all the time...the environments kids are in most of the time are very stressful and don't fulfill their needs for play, rest, proper variety of foods, positive social opportunities, and freedom from fear pain punishment etc
Like everyone with any basic understanding of animal welfare knows that if you put an animal in an enclosure that is too crowded, without hiding spots, with no freedom to move around, no ability to avoid harsh and stressful stimuli, and scare it by shouting at it and punishing it, the animal will become stressed and start chewing its own fur off or hurting itself or become sick or unable to eat...
But we expect human children to grow up in these conditions and literally blame them when they develop the exact type of problems that any creature under those conditions would
it amazes me how people still think fiction doesn’t affect reality when about 90% of us ran like naruto without a second thought just because we saw him do it and thought it was cool
this is going to be the only valid reply because that’s the reason I did it
for a more pertinent example- the creators of the original 70s ‘star trek’ created wrist communicators for plot purposes so crew on the ground could still communicate with crew on the spaceship because writing sometime in the early 80s a lot of actual scientists realized that sounded really cool and actually doable so lets create cellphones then later people who read ‘hitchhikers guide’ realized we had 80% of what the hitchhikers guide was and made a kindle Agatha Christie wrote mystery novels so precice she accurately predicted methods of poisoning that had not even happened yet, and her works are still used today to teach people how to diagnose poisonings bot malign and accidental. heck her understanding of toxicology was so on point she proposed antidotes for poisons made from poisons with opposite effects, allowing patients to be stabilized after otherwise fatal doses lets not forget the OG himself HG Welles who pulled stuff out of his ass like submarines, cross-continent flight, space travel, eccetera and later people realized that his fever dreams were something you could actually do with enough math and engineering in the late 40s Frances Glessner Lee started making dollhouses that contained crime scenes, only partially a hobby she was creating fantasy mysteries to puzzle people as there was no specific solution to the crime scenes she created. these dollhouses are still used to train detectives today and are considered to be the birth of modern forensics, solving thousands of crimes hell, someone read the 1911 story ‘ Tom Swift and His Electric Rifle’, which was largely schlock and realized a gun that shoots electricity sounds pretty awesome so made the TAZER, and the E and R still stand for ‘electric rifle’ and thats not counting the uncounted human moments when someone decided to do or not do something based on childhood memories of movies that shaped their personality, decided to do something based on a song that inspired them, got the courage by remembering a well written superhero moment, or some part of their soul that asked what their favorite muppet would think about their actions
nvm this is a valid response just intellectual
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taps the mic. hi everyone ive noticed that when making hybrid mc characters (both mycts and ocs) people tend to gravitate towards a handful of mobs to make hybrids of. But minecraft has many wonderful mobs that are woefully untapped for hybrid character material. below i have written a list for your perusal and enjoyment of mob hybrid concepts that arent the standard, in case anyone wants to make a character a lil different :)
Sniffer hybrid: centaur-type due to the 6 limbs. Tends to grow large. Big floppy ears, lots of fuzz and body hair, naturally brightly coloured hair (red/teal/yellow). Eyesight is poor so usually wears glasses but olfactory senses are very strong, which makes them excellent cooks. Generally gregarious and laid back. Possesses a natural affinity for gardening and landscaping.
Silverfish hybrid: small, reclusive, tends to burrow and build nests. Big segmented eyes. Covered in spines, particularly on the head, the face, the back, and the tail - these lay mostly flat against the body when neutral but are raised and flared when agitated or for expression during communication. Strongly prefers being underground and doesn't like water. Coloring and patterning of hair, skin and spines matches the type of stone most commonly found in their home biome - regular stone, deepslate, diorite, granite, tuff, andesite, basalt, calcite and dripstone silverfish hybrid communities all exist and have their own unique cultures. Masterful stomemasons who possess a natural affinity for finding ores.
Polarbear hybrid: large and very strong. Tend to be solitary but are fiercly loyal to their loved ones. Tall and broad, with black sclera, white shaggy hair/fur and carnivore teeth. Very adept in water as well as on land, and doesn't struggle to travel across ice like most other players. Very resistant to cold but weak to heat, they avoid warm biomes as much as possible. Hates the Nether. Tend to be nomadic, traveling from snowy biome to snowy biome, but will settle down under the right circumstances. Extremely proficient sailors, fishermen and survivalist experts. Often live on singleplayer servers but will move to community servers at times.
Ravager hybrid: large centaur-type. Prefers to live with several family or family-like groups in fortified towns, but not resistant to living in mixed hybrid communities in the right server. Very territorial and often short tempered, but loyal to a fault once you earn it. Has long upright horns and prominent lower canines/tusks as adults, while children have horn buds and no tusks. Very expressive in both voice and body language when communicating. Excellent endurance travelers, hunters and warriors. Not to be confused with goat hybrids (they're much larger). Extremely accomplished brewers, and notorious for their raucous parties.
Armadillo hybrid: small. Has large expressive ears, long claws on both hands and feet, and a short tail. Their forehead, cheeks, back, chest, forearms and shins have keratin armor plating, which they like to paint on and decorate. Thrives in the hot biomes, generally enjoys the Nether (will sometimes live in or around a server's Hub if the overworld spawn is too cold), dislikes the End. Small but resilient, though they tend to shy away from battle and danger. Excellent artisans, especially when it comes to ceramics and painting. Culturally consumes the giant overworld spiders and some societies will farm them on ranches.
Strider hybrid: slightly larger than average player sized. Covered in iridescent reddish scales that range from firetruck to a deep plum colour. Large, expressive eyes and a wide froglike mouth. "Whiskers" extending as fans from behind the ears, which are thin stiff feathers that detect moisture in the air. Water burns their skin like lava would to overworld mobs; conversely, lava is like water to them and they will build floating towns on Nether lavalakes. Rarely ventures out of the Nether and when they do they wear large protective enchanted hats, cloaks and boots to keep warmth in and rain out. Will not spend extended amounts of time in the Overworld unless in rainless biomes or underground - it's very rare for them to settle in the Overworld at all. Common tongue doesnt come naturally to them as their own language is a complex system of clicks and croaks, so many instead use sign language to communicate with Overworlders.
thinking about edvard munch's "The Sun" (1911)
like yeah thats how it feels. thats what it feels like to exist sometimes. he gets it
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After the occupation, the princess was confined to the palace.
Once a month she'd be taken on a walk around the city, heavily guarded of course, to show the people that she still lived. It also served, of course, as a reminder of what they stood to lose if they made trouble. The princess did her best go wave and smile and give the people what encouragement she could.
The rest of the time, her life was spent in musty rooms and dusty towers. She filled most of her time scouring the castle for materials which she would sew into more and more elaborate outfits, which she would show off on the days when she was allowed outside.
Indeed, the public loved their princess and her dresses so much they'd often sketch or paint them along the route and pass the images on so that all could see the princess at least was well.
This pleased the occupiers for two reasons. First: it kept the princess out of trouble. Second: it gave them a reason to sneer and they did love a good sneer.
"What a vain creature she is!" They would remark.
"Doesn't even care we murdered her brothers so long as she gets enough satin to make her little dresses!" They squawked.
This was unfair, of course, for to call her creations "little dresses" was to call Queen Murderfun the Needlessly Genocidal "a tad piquey". Her dresses were gravity-defying wonders lace and pearl. They were thunderstorms captured in velvet and waterfalls summoned in silk. She was a wizard with silk.
Still, she bore their mockery with a tight smile and careful deference.
"Please, good sirs, my home, my people and my city now belong to you. Let me keep, at least, this one last joy."
And they sneered and they crowed most unpleasantly, but they let her keep her sewing room.
Of course, they would have known their mockery to be doubly unfair had they realised the true purpose of the princess's elaborate designs. For hidden in the intricate embroiderings across her gowns, jackets and fans, the princess had encoded secret (and very detailed) messages. When she would go on her monthly walk, the city's loyalists would line the route, sketching down the patterns to decode later.
Thus did the princess transmit all the occupiers' secrets (unearthed while supposedly 'searching the castle for old fabrics') to the city and thus did she build her resistance.
On the day the revolution finally came, she girded herself in armour of thick spider silk and whale bone. She cut a fine figure with a lacy handkerchief in her top pocket and a razor sharp knitting needle keeping her hair up.
As she waltzed through the castle to open the door for her army, the Usurper King tried to stop her and she simply unfolded her handkerchief and showed it to him.
Upon seeing the impossible arcane pattern emblazoned across it, he fell to the floor with blood streaming from his eyes.
She always had been a wizard with silk.
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my brother and I get on bandcamp and click on songs from the live updating list of albums that are selling and we listen to 30 seconds or so of a song and if we like it we add it to a playlist. and we call this "foraging for music."
anyways one of terminology we have coined to talk about music is "Knee Music" which is derived from the fact that album covers that show a person's knees tend to sound the same as each other. It's kind of a sleepy, grungy indie folk pop sound with youthful-sounding, vocals that affect a candid and vulnerable feeling.
or anyway we found multiple album covers with knees in quick succession, and they all sounded the same, hence "Knee Music"
but it doesn't have to be knees to be Knee Music. any kind of blurry, candid-looking photos that include skinny white people is likely to be knee music
My other brother's method of foraging for music is slightly more complicated: he gets on everynoise and uses random number generators to get a random genre, a random artist, and then a random song from that artist.
For a while, his method was slightly different, instead choosing a random genre and listening to it until he found a song from that genre that he liked.
However, this could be very time-consuming. once he became trapped for a long time in "geek rap" which was mostly a lot of people rapping in potentially spanish or portuguese (?) about Five Nights at Freddy's
its not funny but i do think about it a lot
This made me think about this panel from Calvin and Hobbes:
But unlike the adult in this strip, Calvin’s dad actually APOLOGIZED for yelling at him when he saw how guilty his kid was:
i’m going to be really honest with you guys i think the tendency to read the absolute worst possible intentions into every action you don’t agree with is getting too automatic and it’s eating you from the inside out