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Like spiders, our personal webs are not static, independent spheres but fine instruments, interconnected to the vast network of our universe. Until some git with a vacuum cleaner comes along.
Tomás Saraceno: Particular Matter(s), free the air, how to hear the universe in a spider web.
https://studiotomassaraceno.org/
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The complex webs of spiders, spinning their own galaxies interconnected within a vast universe.
Tomás Saraceno, Spider/Web Pavilion 7: Oracle Readings, Weavings, Arachnomanc, at the Venice Biennale.
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Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny | Behind the Scenes
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giambattista valli haute couture spring/summer 2023
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All of the above; my sentences don’t walk, they run.
#grammaratintervals
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Annaliese Seubert, Marianne Fletcher & Courtney Herron @ Christian Dior Haute Couture Spr/Sum 1999
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I am super against light pollution, and have been for decades
but I am also super annoyed by the way it’s framed as “without light pollution you can see how beautiful the night sky is” way more prominently than it’s framed as “hey, did you ever stop to think of how much energy/resources/money are literally wasted by having so much light shine up into the sky?”
so people get the idea that light pollution can only be remedied by eliminating all night-time light, which would make being outside at night very inconvenient, instead of by making night-time light shine only on the ground where, y'know, the people who need it are
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This is what rebellion looks like.
And what do you sacrifice? Calm, kindness, kinship, love. I’ve given up all chance at inner peace. I’ve made my mind a sunless space. I share my dreams with ghosts. I wake up every day to an equation I wrote fifteen years ago from which there’s only one conclusion: I’m damned for what I do. My anger, my ego, my unwillingness to yield, my eagerness to fight, they’ve set me on a path from which there is no escape. I yearned to be a savior against injustice without contemplating the cost and by the time I looked down there was no longer any ground beneath my feet. ANDOR, SEASON 1, EPISODE 10
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