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The chilling shudder of recognition! (Terry Pratchett, Interesting Times.)

Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academical, describing exactly how I’ve spent my first two days post-book and back from research leave.
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August page taken from ‘Through the Year with Birds and Poets.’
Poetry compilation by Sarah Williams.
Published 1900 by Boston, Lee and Shepard.
The Library of Congress Wikimedia.
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Set of glazed ceramic tiles, 17th century, originating from the Netherlands. Collection: Museum Rotterdam.
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Carry the moon - copics on lime green paper (microns and white gel pen for details)
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art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you
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i hope you're ready for even more stuff from a 15 year old YA book series cause it's what i've got
also everything has the same background shade cause i've been working off the same procreate file and finally hit the layer cap
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From: Shobi Shobikai, [Beauty of clothing], (1 page of text and 190 silk colour samples mounted on 12 cardboard sheets), Horiguchi dyeing sample factory, Kyoto, 1954 [Ursus Books & Gallery, New York, NY]
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Look man, I don't know. There are a lot of fascist fuckwits trying their best to ruin everything for everyone right now. There have often been a lot of fascist fuckwits trying to ruin everything for everyone. Not to downplay the pain and trauma we're all feeling at having to struggle through this particular go-round when the future looks especially dark, but it's not exactly a new thing in human history. Alas.
There are still many, many people telling the fascist fuckwits to eat shit. There are still long green spring evenings and slow golden summer afternoons and winter nights and autumn leaves. There are still coffee shops and weird little bookstores and small businesses on sidewalks lined with flowered trees. There are still sunrises and sunsets and blue skies and ocean shores and mountains. Oh yes, there are still mountains, which I have an especial fondness for. High up there in thin air, you can see forever.
There are still Gay People In Your Phone and texts and in-jokes. There are your blorbos. There is still fic and fanart. There are still books and music and games and art. There is a lot of art. Even with the AI beast trying to gobble and commercialize everything, there's still art! There are still people who think using your own brain to do things is important! There are still universities and publishing houses and other places where it's our job to think about things that matter!
There is still work that feels fulfilling to do. There are still constant little moments of quiet and beauty and rest. There are still jaw-dropping pictures of nebulae and galaxies and the great immensity of space, as we continue to learn things we never knew before. And amid all those stars, there is still a tiny, beautiful, and vulnerable blue planet which we only get to live on for a very short time, and there are still kids who are counting on us to make sure they get to inherit it in some kind of recognizable form. There is still the weird fact that when you give someone a hug and sit with them for a while and tell them over and over that it will be okay, it actually feels like it might be okay. I think that all means something.
Doomerism is really easy right now. I get it. I honestly 100% do. But I also don't see any point whatsoever in throwing up our hands and letting said fascist fuckwits gleefully terrify us into submission and make us live in fear and act like they're the Actual Meaning of the World (they are not). They suck so incredibly hard, but they're also so small and so stupid and so ultimately insignificant. They will not define this particular moment if we don't let them, and if we stick around to make sure they don't. Fuck 'em. I believe in you.
Courage, etc.
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Dogs in art: Attic red-figure cup with a dog scratching its ear inside the tondo
5th century BC
by the Euergides Painter.
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Lazy Days - Kim Harding , 2022.
Australian , b. 1971 -
Oil on canvas , 51 x 51 cm. 20.08 x 20.08 in.
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