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High - Definition Watercolor by Jonathan Frank

Jonathan Frank born in Grand Junction, CO in 1962, is an watercolorist artist currently lives and works in Moab, Utah. He spent his earliest years playing in the canyonlands of western Colorado, and out of that experience, he developed a life-long passion for western lands and the desert. His subject matter is clearly a direct outgrowth of that, but his distinctive style was the result of an early experiment for a high-school art class. As Jonathan tells it:

The outline has since become much more stylized and refined, as well as poignant. I now use a Rapidograph pen with India ink for precision and permanency. The outline also helps to give the whole piece a clean, unified appearance, as well as to emphasize the sheer strength of my subjects. This all results in what I call High-Definition Watercolorvia

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posted by Margaret

Because in Amerikkka when White people RIOT over sports games, they are patriotic and rowdy. When Black people unify for justice, we are thugs and violent. Why does a basketball hold more weight than a Black body? Does that Black body only matter when it’s holding that basketball? Okay.

omg the reason everyone is so rambley and out of the loop with eachother is because karkats not leading anymore

these fuckers actually NEED a knight of blood to unify themselves because vriska leading means she hoards all the info until when she thinks people need to know she doesnt care about keeping everyone together she just wants them to do what she says when she says it

this is gonna be a mess

my dreams are either super gigantic or ridiculously unimpressive. like, I want to win a Pulitzer just as badly as I want to replace the carpet in my apartment. I want to solve the grand unified theory as much as I want to buy a queen sized bed.

I don’t know that we’ll ever see it or dwell there, and of course, the particulars would vary based on playthrough, but I’m curious about a post-Reaper War galaxy - the immediate aftermath, the reconstruction period. We get hints in the epilogues, but for the three beam choices, these scenes display what might be polished futures - images in which eyes are no longer shining with tears but with hope. A galaxy unified, still, and strongly so.

But what of the days and weeks that ebb by as the smoke and haze dissipates, as the injured are treated and the dead are counted? What of the emergency shelters, the refugee encampments, the roll calls, the distribution of resources? What of the unrest and unease, the mistrust and the struggle to work alongside former foes? What of the rise of old prejudices now that the common enemy is vanquished?

Those are the stories I want to hear and see - waking up under the shadow of wreckage, building temporary homes in the hollowed-out corpses of Turian fighters and Reaper claws. Riding out across new wastelands in patchwork skycars. Bristling against new laws that are neither Krogan or human, Quarian or Elcor, but some tenuous amalgam of any and all.

I want to see a post-apocalyptic galaxy struggling to sit upright, to walk - when relief is the merest exhalation before the heroes are momentarily forgotten under the crushing weight of grief and panic. I want to see the days still cast in shadow, the slow building of will to face the hardships of survival, those first forays into the repair and preservation of the tattered remnants of culture.

Those stories are an integral part of the galaxy-yet-to-be, the galaxy free of the Reaper threat, the galaxy propelled forward in the wake of the Normandy - all across the star systems, the trudging, shuffled pace of healing.

Yes, I want the closure to the plot arcs that were left unfinished, and I want the resolution for the characters well-loved, but I also want to see that most raw and real toil - the starting over, the re-learning of what it means to live.

CCM is pleased to announce ABLE TO / ALWAYS WILL by Ctch Bsnss. In this, her debut full-length collection of poetry, Ctch Bsnss cultivates the familiar and immensely relatable narrative of love lost and love gained. We join the narrator in the throes of an abusive relationship, the subsequent liberation, and passage into the next. 

Bsnss uses poetry much like a novelist uses a chapter, each poem marks one step forward in a unifying underlying narrative; each poem fits beautifully in illustrating a cycle of new love after new love, of one relationship to the next, the narrator’s search for belonging, a place where she may find acceptance in another. 

Ctch Bsnss is a bold, honest new voice in poetry, and we can’t wait to show you more. ABLE TO / ALWAYS WILL will be published as part of the 2016 CCM Catalogue. We’re coping.

If only there were 9 solid months of varying protests with one unifying theme… maybe then we could have seen this Baltimore thing coming.

whats-up-monica asked:

Oh no... Its the post and understand exactly what they thought they were doing. And all they are doing is the exact opposite. All that will achieve is making it appear that we are all still segregating ourselves, that there is no unified front against racism. Everyone should be supporting each other. Period. And I havent been left out of shit. I've been verbally assaulted, physically assaulted, even had someone attempt to run me over with a pick up truck, all for being gay.

This isn’t about being gay sir…

Isolate.

I want to run away
to somewhere my soul won’t be seen
so that it may rest.
It has lit up too many odd rooms
and needs to warm itself.

I want to wander around
the spacious labyrinth of my bones
and get reacquainted with myself.
I am defined in the context of ill-fitting circles
and I would rather be caged within my own skin.

I want to know seclusion
like a long-time lover.
I want to commune with oneness
and share a bed with it.
I want to coalesce,
I want to condense,
I want to self-unify,

and I want to let go.

I want to unburden myself
of my heavyset rib dweller
in the same fashion as a ship dropping anchor.
I want to dock in the midst of an unfound ocean
and become my own island.

I want to unwrite my chapters
and unbind my pages
and start anew on a fresh piece of parchment.
I want to begin where I am at,
and not where I have been.

I want to know what it is like
to see yourself clearly
and know it is you.

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(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_71q5lVEjc)

“If all the gangs in the world unified, we’d stand a chance against the military tonight” - ‪AbSoul‬‬

anonymous asked:

Why would anyone in their right mind want Zayn to go back to 1d? Have they seen how much happier he is now? He gets to finally hang out with his POC friends and look how much great press he's getting. Look how quickly his new team dismiss rumours about him. Do people really want him to go back to a fandom that's racist and entitled? Plus I don't think 1d is gonna last any longer. Harry is all the way in LA ever since the break started, they don't look unified at all.

I’m thankful for Zayn being able to show us he is hanging out with people who have a lot of things in common with him plus his image has improved so much. Idk who is behind and what is the actual plan but I’m glad Zayn is happy and in a good place

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There are other ways to describe the same time period too. Like we are in the era of post-modern art but we are also in the “contemporary” art period. Some would argue that we are breaching post-contemporary now. The problem with naming new art periods is that (especially at the moment) we don’t have a singular unifying aesthetic or philosophy in our art making other than a vague sense of hand-me-down ideals from art history. We have to be called “contemporary” because there’s no other way to describe what’s going on. What unifying adjective spans all the active artists today? The “I dunno…. Pseudo cartoony ironic bullshit” movement doesn’t sound very academic.

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2012 presidential hopeful Michele Bachmann releases her first ad, calling herself “the unifying choice that will beat Obama.”

Because nothing says you’re a unifier like:

Do you see this? Do you see this?

This is a photo of members from two of the largest, and most infamous rival gangs in America RALLYING TOGETHER, SIDE BY SIDE, in Baltimore to protest the death of Freddie Gray who was another victim of police brutality. This is the magnitude of police brutality protests. This is what Kendrick Lamar is talking about.

“The word was respect
Just because you wore a different gang color than mines
Doesn’t mean I can’t respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from killing us.”

And what are the headlines? 

2,000 people marched to city hall. Around 100 people were responsible for destruction. 12 people were arrested. 12 PEOPLE OUT 2,000 PROTESTERS WERE ARRESTED. And they’re saying that this was a “violent protest”?

No. It wasn’t. I’m going to find more articles and eyewitness accounts about how people were actually trying to prevent some of the opportunists from trashing cop cars and such. For now read this MIC article.  

Please find all the articles you can, I don’t care if they’re liberal, conservative, left wing, right wing, whatever. Read everything you can to make sure we know the truth, hell send them to me! This has to stop. This stigma and this black bashing has to stop. #BlackLivesMatter and don’t fucking dare come at me with the #AllLivesMatter shit either, we need to protect the oppressed while it’s in our faces and it’s being exposed. 

“I really believe that if the political leaders of the world could see their planet from a distance of 100,000 miles their outlook could be fundamentally changed. That all-important border would be invisible, that noisy argument silenced. The tiny globe would continue to turn, serenely ignoring its subdivisions, presenting a unified façade that would cry out for unified understanding, for homogeneous treatment. The earth must become as it appears: blue and white, not capitalist or Communist; blue and white, not rich or poor; blue and white, not envious or envied.” — Michael Collins, Gemini 10 & Apollo 11 astronaut

“Blue Marble” image of the Earth taken from the VIIRS instrument aboard NASA’s most recently launched Earth-observing satellite, Suomi NPP