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October 27th, 2011

How Audre Lorde’s philosophies and the video game industry could come together to create tools of liberation

How Audre Lorde's philosophies and the video game industry could come together to create tools of liberation:

I havent even followed the link yet and that’s pretty much the sentence of the century.

October 27th, 2011

"Jen: Oliver told me today that if he had to choose between me and his dad, he’d choose his…"

“Jen: Oliver told me today that if he had to choose between me and his dad, he’d choose his dad.
Me: That’s awful!
Jen: I know. I mean, little kids are manipulative, who knows. He did say it was a hard choice.
Me: As your adult child, I think you know I would choose you.
Jen: I mean, you would at least know enough to lie.”

- The truth of friendship revealed at Murder Mystery Dinner.
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October 27th, 2011

"Last night I had this image of someone going to a party and when asked what she does for a living,…"

“Last night I had this image of someone going to a party and when asked what she does for a living, saying “I’m a feminist reblogger,” and this has been making me giggle uncontrollably all morning.”

- #I’mmyownbestaudience #asIhavelearnedatmyreadings #it’sactuallyfunnywithoutthe”re”too
October 27th, 2011

Was remembering the Ad Reinhardt show at the Temporary…



Was remembering the Ad Reinhardt show at the Temporary Contemporary back in… 91? It was so enchanting also nervewracking, like reading Time’s Arrow for the first time. You know how it is going to end—that’s the point—but how is he going to pull it off. Aesthetic and formal cliffhangers get me every time. In the project room they had a piece by a guy whose name I can never fucking remember and I used to have it written on a piece of paper with the other names I can never remember which is now lost to the world besides which now that I am on Neurontin I can barely remember anyone’s names. The piece literally took my breath away—you walked in on a ramp to the center of the room until you were shoulder level with with a giant reflecting pool. The roof was open (or a skylight?) so you were surrounded by serious reflecting emptiness, if I am describing it at all well. It was so spatially destabilizing and so beautiful I kind of wanted to lie down to get my bearings, the way I feel on suspension bridges.

I went to see the show with Evan because we had chipped in together to buy one membership to MOCA—members could bring guests, so we went to all the openings together. Afterwords we went to see Babyland at Jabberjaw and I remember thinking I had passed through to a world of thoughts and ideas and cultural challenges and fuck-them-if-they-can’t-take-a-joke-ism and stubborn-headed creativity that I’ve continued to glimpse throughout my life but never fully inhabit.

October 27th, 2011

"I want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds."

“I want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds.”

- Egon Schiele (via squidinahat)