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Icon, Mid-17th century, Smithsonian: National Museum of African Art

Size: H x W x D: 11.6 x 17.1 x 2.1 cm (4 9/16 x 6 ¾ x 13/16 in.) (open) Medium: Wood, paint, string

http://africa.si.edu/collections/view/objects/asitem/items$0040:16684

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Pictures, Posters and Flyers of the Black Panther Party, 1967-1972

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The thing I love the most is to walk around the forest and be together with the animals. When I was sick and bedridden I couldn’t go visit them and I missed them a lot. The Virgin of Guadalupe worked the miracle, and one day I woke up as the forest came to my bedroom. I was surrounded by my friends who came to visit me. I thank for this miracle.

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Carnaby Street, Soho, London.1968. Photo by Vontin⭐️

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You wake up - you don’t want to live today

Stay at home It is a nice day today

The people keep messing up the whole world

You’re going outside Have a lunch with humble working folk Fulfill the sky with the joy Save the world A glass of wine, as my friend once said - to loosen the fist gripping you from inside Well, let’s see, seems to work

Stand under a ginkgo tree Fulfill the sky with the joy

#writings

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Eva Rydin as Lucia, 1955, Sweden.

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Curiosity’s heatshield falling to the martian surface, seconds after detaching (2012, NASA picture)

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Before the start of the end of the summer - who are those old people?

An old man in white, moving somewhere after midnight by your old house back there. The Night is made of very deep blue color and her fabric is an ocean in which something is always vibrating just beyond the imaginary border of where your eyes could see, across the deep green of trees and bushes. Some of them are highlighted by yellow light, and some of them are highlighted with a more white light, as with the trees where this old man is walking, past by the lights of signs and advertisements of some now unknown establishment in your house back there. And teenagers are busy talking in the yards, and sometimes a car appears revealing a piece of this ocean with her lights, and you can hear the engine running and people walking out and doors opening. Street runs into a bigger street, to the west there is a river, big railway junction yard, some factories, the ring road, forest and heat and power plant with a very tall chimney. I’m standing on a balcony of my old house back there and think who are those old people, moving somewhere after midnight, before the start of the end of the summer.

#writings #Kharkiv