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Yes, the girl who is incredibly uncomfortable with physical contact gets hit (and hits back) for fun four days a week.

Don’t Forget Your Mouthguard (via femsplain)

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Suzanne Lacy, Car Renovation, 1972. suzannelacy.com 

That spring everyone in Judy Chicago’s class collaborated on a 24 hour performance called Route 126. The curator Moira Roth recalls: “the group created a sequence of events throughout the day along the highway. The day began with Suzanne Lacy’s Car Renovation in which the group decorated an abandoned car…and ended with the women standing on a beach watching Nancy Youdelman, wrapped in yards of gossamer silk, slowly wade out to sea until she drowned, apparently…” There’s a fabulous photo taken by Faith Wilding of the car - a Kotex-pink jalopy washed up on desert rocks. The trunk’s flung open and underneath it’s painted cuntblood red. Strands of desert grass spill from the crumpled hood like Rapunzel’s fucked-up hair. According to Performance Anthology - Source Book For A Decade of California Arts, this remarkable event received no critical coverage at the time though contemporaneous work by Baldessari, Burden, Terry Fox boasts bibliographies several pages long. Dear Dick, I’m wondering why every act that narrated female lived experience in the 70′s has been read only as “collaborative” and “feminist”. The Zurich Dadaists worked together too but they were geniuses and had names. –pg. 150, Chris Kraus, I Love Dick

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Statement on the piece:

Before you cringe for me - this is not another piece about Jezebel. Yes, a stranger at Jezebel tried to humiliate me with scary lies. It was both disturbing and inspiring. In my world, of my logic, naturally I should respond by laying myself out more, and better, with truth. (lol)

I challenged myself to write an essay that includes a true account of what happened (as a matter of public record for legal protection), a little bit of thinking about the Internet as a force in all our lives, but mostly about one of the worst things I’ve ever done in my own life, which happened a long time ago.

  Unlike before, this isn’t a blog or an argument or an effort at a viral article - this is an essay I’ve worked hard on about female friendship, shame, and resolution. So unlike before, there is no pressure at all to read this unless you want to. It’s longish because it isn’t internet content. It’s - if not a confession - an essay. I would love to share this story and I would love to see it shared, but ultimately I wrote it for myself.

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Titanic (1997)

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Sofia Coppola and Kirsten Dunst behind the scenes of The Virgin Suicides (1999)

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lol

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Everyone I’ve ever been compared with — everyone in my classes through undergrad, my Master’s degree, my PhD, everyone who made it through my program faster than me — they’ve been able to do this the whole time? They had it this easy while I struggled through every page? The professors judging me, they can all do this? And assume that I can, as well?

Learning To Read At Age 35 [x] (via femsplain)

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when we go to team drinks 

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charlotte, you mustn’t ruin our lives

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remember when he said that ?

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SECURITY INCIDENT

Hi Everyone,

We had an incident in Special Collections yesterday with an unidentified man (we think a new student) who was insisting on entering our secure stack area. At about 1:40pm  he attempted to enter the staff only door in the Reading Room; Nicole stopped him and explained it was a staff area. He left, then came back at about 1:50 pm and insisted that he wanted to go into the staff only area to see the "special collections sorting room." Nicole explained these were primarily staff offices and that our stacks were closed for security reasons. We offered to retrieve a book or item for him to view in the reading room. He did not want to view materials in our reading room. After 5 minutes or so he left. At 2pm we had a desk shift switch. The patron immediately came back into the Reading Room and approached the now different staff member (Paul Barfoot) on the desk to ask to be let into the staff area. Paul reiterated that this was not possible and explained we could retrieve material for his use in the Reading Room. The patron continued to insist on getting access to the closed stacks and refused to leave the area.

Nicole called library security, but Tom House is out this week. So she then called me out of the Dean’s Team meeting to speak with the patron and I and reiterated what Nicole and Paul had told him. After speaking with him for about 20 minutes, he left the floor. The patron said that he was a student but we did not get his name. He was young Asian man with short black hair and is about 5’10” tall with a slender build. TC is looking into retrieving a picture of him from the security camera. If she is able to pull that image, I will circulate it to the front desk staff.

In the meantime, if you see any suspicious activity or if this patron returns to our reading room, please call TC immediately at (443-8456). Then, please call me (443-8538). If you ever feel in danger please call campus security (443-2224).

Please share this information with the students working in your area whose email addresses I do not have.

If you have concerns or questions, please feel free to stop by my office to talk.

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I know what you must be thinking. “Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?”

Titanic (1997)

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pottery barn teen

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whatever i reblogged this several times already and i’m doing it again

“So, you wanna go to a real party?”

Titanic (1997)