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With the emergence of ai generated Ghibli styled illustration and it's critique by fans and the art community in general, I am now seeing a new wave of art hitting my feed and it's a welcome change.

Artists who had their accounts lay idle for months and people in general are now delving into what makes a Ghibli art or art in general, with my insta feed slowly populating with people creating art in slow fashion to be enjoyed to be felt, montages of places they travel, to please the senses rather than to feed the algorithm and what brands want. It's a resistance I am enjoying and despite my disdain for social media lately this is something I am looking forward to.

If a lifeless ai generator shall be the catalyst for people to start creating art in reckless abandon. Heck yeah!!

Break out your shell and fight the conformity algorithms bring. Free artists from silent conformity.

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I can't even be mad at this stage I only hope kids grow better and naturally than how it was then.

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Their eyes hold so much concern and love. Precious baby

These dogs, often referred to as courthouse facility dogs or comfort dogs, are specially trained to provide emotional support to individuals in stressful situations, including victims testifying in court.

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You're not hard to love,

Someday, someone will come who finds loving you easier than breathing,

You're not hard to love.

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It's always a good time to be kind.

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"just the fucking tire company"

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Modern life is built on contradictions, I used to give grand goodbyes with the whole two hands waving furiously in the air as someone would depart until you couldn't see them any longer, but when I moved to the city, this was considered excessive and soon i found myself accommodating, leaving homes and people without waving them good bye, let alone turning once we part ways. Strange how people in the city talk of love in books and movies yet live a life so cold and detached!

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Writing advice from my uni teachers:

If your dialog feels flat, rewrite the scene pretending the characters cannot at any cost say exactly what they mean. No one says “I’m mad” but they can say it in 100 other ways.

Wrote a chapter but you dislike it? Rewrite it again from memory. That way you’re only remembering the main parts and can fill in extra details. My teacher who was a playwright literally writes every single script twice because of this.

Don’t overuse metaphors, or they lose their potency. Limit yourself.

Before you write your novel, write a page of anything from your characters POV so you can get their voice right. Do this for every main character introduced.

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Never simp for a boy or a girl so poorly, its not good for your self respect but the real reason why you shouldn't is because you will move on eventually but your best friend will be way too powerful, you don't want to give them that kind of opportunity.

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Fat cat of the house: Maurice why you working babe? Look at my legs, yours is longer, onlyfurs baby. Dollar dollar millions.

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Margot Liotta is my current favourite musician. God bless her beautiful heart. Check song below.

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Translations never do justice especially in forms like poetry, but Merwin's translation of the Cuban poet's work is considered one of the best as far as translations count and good lord they hit the spot, but I still wonder how it would feel listening to the same in its original composition. Probably divine!!

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Dancer's Instagram: @muaqt8919

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Bringing attention back to this poem by Persian poet Saadi as recited by a local nai player, who became known as Uncle Janan after a snippet of his interview became viral where he recites Saadi's lines to express his deep anguish and sadness over the death of his sons who were ambushed and killed on the same day by the Taliban for being serving police in the city of Ghazni. You can read more about him from this piece in the kabul now: https://kabulnow.com/2020/07/wound-of-war-janan-plays-nai-for-love-of-lost-sons/