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Someone sprayed orange deodorant or perfume on the 40 to Dulwich library somewhere approximately near walworth whilst I was testing exactly how long i need to look at something before it makes itself a stain on my vision for a little while I think it might be scabbing or counterrevolutionary to pathologise the pattern and its afterimage (pictorial sillage) 24hr sleet like this is . I bought more tealights
My room is like hell
Cardboard everywhere
I am counting the ways in which i am watched
If i move those socks upstairs it surely
Surely will trigger a paradigm shift
A paradigm shift so massive and huge
That it'll rupture time space,
And I am subsequently proved right
There's scaffolding on its way to mine
Maybe meant to bestow some artificial circadian rhythm
So i moved the socks and out protruded the hoardings.
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sarahvansloten · 1 year
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Trying to remember where the catwalks are in my old neighbourhood (2023), site-specific vinyl lettering
The Bowness Community Association ARTS (Artistic Residents' Talent Share) program hosted me and my work for the months of March and April of 2023.
These images are of works I placed around the community centre, which include observations, confessions, and other snippets of poetic text. The pieces are about 8 x 8 in. in size, and located in places such as sliding doors, bathroom mirrors, and windows to the hockey arena.
These quiet works ask passersby to come closer and engage with the writing. The texts are a mix of poetic, arbitrary, and humourous messages. They can be read as observations- sort of like diary excerpts- about everyday things. They are specific and personal, but, at the same time, general enough for the viewer to potentially relate to them. Maybe they connect to an experience or give the viewer pause as they navigate though their day.
Photos: Chelsea Yang-Smith
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copepods · 4 months
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crazy how 4 hours of work will literally take up my entire 15+ hour day. who allowed this
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stargoyle · 6 months
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"This person has a secret onlyfans!" "This artist does NSFW commissions!" "This author writes porn on the side!" I cannot begin to tell you how swag and awesome that is.
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prinnay · 10 days
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Flower child
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spooksier · 10 months
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passages that make you whisper "oh my god"
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bereft-of-frogs · 6 months
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There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation
because WHAT are people talking about sometimes
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aropride · 6 months
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it's so fucking frustrating to be in college and know everyone uses chatgpt and to be tempted by it constantly while also knowing intellectually that it doesn't work and it's a bad idea. like, i hang out in the library a lot, and i see people using chatgpt on assignments almost every day. and i know it isn't a good way to learn, because it's not really "artificial intelligence" so much as it is an auto text generator. and it gives you wrong information or badly worded sentences all the time. but every week i stare down assignments i don't want to do and i think man. if only i could type this prompt into a text generator and have it done in 10 minutes flat. and i know it wouldn't work. it wouldn't synthesize information from the text the way professors want, it wouldn't know how to answer questions, it just spits out vaguely related words for a couple paragraphs. but knowing my classmates get their work done in 10 minutes flat with it while i fight every ounce of attention deficit hyperactivity disorder in my body is infuriating.
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sometimes I randomly think about the time a girl posted in this girls only Facebook group I’m in telling everyone how she broke up with her boyfriend and he lied saying that he lost the spare key she gave him, only to then break into her apartment when she wasn’t home and steal the cat they’d adopted while they were together, but then he denied having done this and she didn’t really have proof that he took the cat since he wouldn’t let her come into his place and look for it. And then another girl saw this post and knew her ex-boyfriend, and she was like “girl. I used to hook up with your mans back in xxxx and I still have his number. If you want, I’ll hit him up and get him to invite me back to his place and see if your cat’s there.” And the OP was like “bet.”
So this woman hit up homie dog, asked him out for drinks, went home with him, slept with him, and then woke up in the middle of the night and TOOK THE CAT. Like she had only said that she would confirm if the cat was there but then she took it upon herself to steal this woman’s cat back. Like she full on Trojan horsed this man and then hit up homegirl like “I got the goods. Where you wanna meet.” And then the two of them posted a photo of them together with the cat to the group.
And I just think women supporting women is so beautiful.
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turtletoria · 2 months
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lavendervirgos · 5 months
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Wanna spend the day together? In bed, naked, watching movies, eating food and having sex three or seven times?
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millenianthemums · 2 years
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i want a shirt that has a QR code on it for some kind of horrible malware so that if anyone ever tries to film me in public their phone will automatically scan the code and be reduced to a functionless brick
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frostedpuffs · 1 year
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does anyone else hate that work takes up like 90% of your life and you literally are always working and have to form plans and important things and even seeing friends or eating meals around work. it's always just work. im spending my life just being At Work. i don't have time for hobbies or for seeing friends bc it’s always Work. like two days off a week isn't even enough because my days off aren't consecutive so i just spend those days exhausted or doing errands or house chores. there is not enough Time. all the time goes to Work. WHY IS LIFE THIS WAY. humans were not meant for this
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When you enjoy a full day of wearing LouLou, and all that's left of it is the lingering smell of sweet burning plastic... so good, it's just so brilliant. A handful of niche ventures have attempted to capture a smell like that but I think LL is the best.
What can I do at this point? I'm hand-copying/ transcribing a paper called "Asymmetric Information and Quantisation in Financial Economics". The point is to let go. Assume a different consciousness, of a different author, perhaps a machine? The main thing is to embody a cognition outside of oneself.
When I smell like plastic material I am so close to understanding, or proclaiming myself to truly understand the difference between me and material. I spoke about how plastic is one of my many addenda.
I contradict myself by saying that it is now an intrinsic part of me (as in, what is introduced can attain the capacity to become intrinsic).
I'm not sure how to speak anymore, in artificial light (and pressure), fractal patterns continue to appear on solid colour- often manifesting as an epicentre (of my vision) that draws the emergent patterns in, folding in and over one another.
The point is that I smell of plastic, I contain plastic, and I summon my own plasticity to assume the cognition of another, in the hopes to one day replicate its consciousness.
(Cacharel, LouLou, Jean Guichard)
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wellfine · 6 months
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Work to be done 🍳
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hofudlaus · 1 year
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also posting these two on their own :-) based on This post by @outpastthemoat
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