nineteenseventyone
nineteenseventyone
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nineteenseventyone · 1 year ago
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James baldwin’s the artists struggle for identity. Btw.
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nineteenseventyone · 1 year ago
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@najatepe
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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“Ugliness is a pathway to intimacy. You can’t have intimacy without trust, and you can’t have trust without vulnerability. In order to be vulnerable, you have to reveal parts of yourself that are dismissed as capital-U Ugly. There’s also this piece around disability — the interdependence of disability is inescapable. I feel like access is not a burden, it’s an amazing opportunity to be generative, to deepen community, relationships, everything.
When I think about intimacy and its connections to beauty, I feel like it’s more connected to ugliness than beauty. I think the only way that we can build intimacy is through ugliness. For example, there is something very magnificent about how disabled people build access to intimacy — that kind of intimacy that comes with not being afraid to state your access needs. Not beauty, but the magnificence or the learned experiences that ugliness teaches you on how to survive. People see this as an extremist thing, but what I’m saying is that it’s been a way in my life to not let go of people, and to live in that interdependence that doesn’t always feel revolutionary and good. Sometimes it fucking sucks — sometimes you just want to be able to take a walk by yourself. Sometimes it sucks to have to depend on someone to help you take a walk by yourself.
There are times when it’s incredibly hard. I’ve learned and we have all learned so many different pieces of how to survive, how to be and thrive within our lived experiences. The alternative is to pretend it away, but I also think there is something with disability that doesn’t allow you to turn away. You could try to pretend it away even though your reality is not such. But there’s a concreteness to me about disability that doesn’t allow you to pretend it away.
Shitty things happen. Ugliness is all around us all the time. Sometimes shit is not beautiful and that’s okay, that’s actually more generative, there is a depth to that. If I was able-bodied and I didn’t fall all the time, I would never know that experience and that depth. There have been so many amazing strangers who have helped me pick up all of my things from the sidewalk, from the floor, helped me get some ice. All of these pieces of everyday life are so connected to those moments of intimacy. There’s something in that.”
Why Ugliness is Vital in the Age of Social Media - Mia Mingus
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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'Wolves'. Konstantin Korobov.
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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“It’s not ‘natural’ to speak well, eloquently, in an interesting articulate way. People living in groups, families, communes say little–have few verbal means. Eloquence–thinking in words–is a byproduct of solitude, deracination, a heightened painful individuality.”
— Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh (via the-book-diaries)
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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Wild Horses, Nevada – Carl Oscar Borg // Horses – Maggie Rogers
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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Alexa chung <3
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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NASA
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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𝓲𝓽’𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓾𝓷𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓮
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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I know it’s not much in the face of everything but I have been finding hope & resilience in palestinian poetry these past few weeks and I created a google drive file of poetry collections by palestinian poets that I will keep updating as I keep on reading. I also recommend checking out @fiercynn’s palestinian poets series for more poets + poetry available online
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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Edvard Munch, Kiss by the Window, 1892 and The Kiss, 1897
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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Grief is the only proof that I love and I love well. Love and grief are actually intertwined with each other and as "Akif Kichloo" once wrote, "the opposite of grief is not laughter or happiness or joy. It is love. It is love. It is love."
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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childhood was so crazy. my parents were kind of young. a meal seemed to last forever. i could run for ages. everyone was alive
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nineteenseventyone · 2 years ago
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in an ideal world this is what i would look like:
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