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some visible mending I did on an old flannel recently! this was fun but took me so long to convince myself to do, Im very happy with how its come out though. The lichens are oak moss, bloodstain lichen, a third thats very common in texas but i forgot the name of, and then some lovely little algae (i love algae in theory but hate it in eutrophication ;v;)
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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
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Natalie Díaz, from “exhibits from The American Water Museum”, Postcolonial Love Poem
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disco elysium inspired portraits for severance :]
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Photos of Kurt Cobain in Olympia, WA. Taken by Tracy Marander during 1988
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don’t tell disabled people that if we work hard we can do anything. don’t let the joy we find in ourselves to come from a hope that one day we’ll be “good enough.” because pretty soon those expectations will become something we’ll never be able to fulfill, if they weren’t that way from the start. disabled people deserve to know that we’re good enough, regardless of what we have or haven’t done. regardless of our skill sets. regardless of the amount of support we need to complete certain tasks. we’re worth loving and caring about, not because of some arbitrary standard of “good enough,” but simply because we’re people.
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