Ellen Thesleff (Finnish, 1869–1954),
Echo, 1891. Oil on canvas, 24 x 17 1/8 in.
Anders Wiklöf Collection, Andersudde, Åland Islands.
Photo: Kjell Söderlund.
Courtesy American Federation of Arts
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Whole I was in L.A., I got the glorious chance to have drinks with these absolute cuties!!! Two of my favourite humans from my time working at Veggie Galaxy in Cambridge!!! I have to admit, it was super-surreal to be having drinks with these folks in my old East Hollywood neighborhood!! (EHo!!!!!!!) I’m so glad to have been able to stay in touch, and so proud to see these awesome folks doing so well in an Angeleno setting!!!! #oldfriends #serverlife #barlife #cocktailbar #losangeles #easthollywood #eho #sliverlake #transwoman #coolqueers #queers #veggiegalaxy # (at Bolita) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj3XNzQvaN6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Dead-ender litigation won't make housing more affordable
I don't know what will make housing less expensive around me, but I am sure that a ticky-tack ruling from a judge won't help matters.
It will take a little longer for a slightly freer housing market to provide some possibly cheaper new homes in Arlington now that a judge has thrown a stop sign in front of my county’s attempt to allow multiple-family housing on lots formerly reserved for single-family housing.
Retired Fairfax County judge David Schell (picked by Virginia’s Supreme Court after all of Arlington’s active judges…
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I get that Charlie's personality is probably inspired by Disney princesses, but i like to think that even her other day-to-day clothes are still some dapper fits that give off more a "Prince Charming" vibe
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Hana Malia, I THINK I CAME OUT THE FIRST TIME I DIDN’T FUCK SOMEONE BACK. (2009)
I read Brazen Femme again-tie one arm to my own bed and scream out the word, femme, taste it at the back of my throat, roll it around. It doesn’t taste like diva draped in diamonds, but remnants of carbon. Rips up my mouth with rocks from deep-origin volcanic eruptions.
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I’m examining my resistance to see femme as more power than pretense.
I’m digging these notions-Femme as femininity gone wrong, Femme as the knife buried in a pile of glitter …
But then so many of the Femmes I meet seem to be very much about femininity. They tell me their Femme is radical and transgressive because they prescribe to the model of girl they were told to, except for the big catch-they fuck other girls, trans men, and queers. They talk about the power in being just what the world thinks it wants, only to follow up with the haha-tricked you! You can’t have it!
If the dagger under the glitter, the femme, is about performance or trickery-the big reveal-then I am daggerless and definitely not femme. Because that leaves femme dependant on the pretense of femininity that preempts the upset, and in my life the message has been sent loud and clear that fat and ugly is not feminine, mixed up jew gypsy nomad is not feminine, bottle of whiskey a night is not feminine, sex that bares teeth and doesn’t know how to stop is not...
I have felt like a leftover-a survived burden looking always for the pockets of flawless in my bones. So it is too familiar when femme is seen only as the absence of masculinities-a default identity. Negative space rather than something of its own substance.
I am screaming and yelling and needing to reach in deep enough to feel with my own hands that on my very inside there is matter, not just the absence of something better. And after all that reaching I can’t get down with “my communities,” turning Femme into something that looks more like what’s not there than what is.
This is what it is. This is where I found it. This is what lives. And for all that I can’t explain yet, I know Femme translates to revival.
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i don’t think people who haven’t read svsss realize that it’s not meant to be taken that seriously
bingqiu are both little freaks,,, their relationship is catastrophic and hilarious and messy and exaggerated and dramatic and lovely
it’s not supposed to be read as a serious tender careful relationship developed over the course of 20 books
they’re not star crossed lovers or anything,, they’re more like unstoppable forces caught in each others orbit whose collision was unavoidable
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