if i was seeing just one person sharing this user’s posts i’d tell them this directly, but i’m seeing this user via a number of people, so: the tumblr user “transmeowgynistic” is not being ironic with that user name, she is in fact transmisogynistic.
[ID: A photograph of many small balls of yarn in a variety of mostly muted colors.]
i have so many colors now! some of these are previously-purchased, but most of them are from the two multi-color yarns i bought recently. i feel like i was able to get a good sample pack of friendly colors out of them, and i'm excited now to use many of them in the next blobby rug project.
Talking Barbie prototype with a clear torso, used during the initial development stages in order to highlight how her internal talking mechanism looked/worked.
I love Cyborg Barbie.
[Image ID: a black and white typography edit that reads "make friends with butches" in all caps. below it in script font it reads "if you should be so lucky..." the words are over the midsection of a person from slightly above the waist to just above the knees. the person is wearing jeans, a belt, and white shirt. their hands are halfway into their pockets. the person is textured with halftone dots. the background is black. the entire image is textured to look aged and photocopied. /End ID]
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yarn!! i've never used multi-color yarn before, and tbh i don't really make things that would make it make sense for me to just start with one end and keep going. instead, i'm making the colors into little balls so that i can make a new blobby rug with lots of colors in it. my thought rn is to make blobs that have rings of colors in them. it's an experiment to see how many colors i can put into the one rug.
i'm not doing that right now though. right now i have to stop winding yarn and make hummus instead, because nobody is going to make hummus for me. if i want hummus i have to make it myself. i've got the power (and the chickpeas).
having just recently made a post about how i am satisfied and no longer loving a new purchase: i want a solar oven so bad!!! this is something that would genuinely improve my life because then i could bake things outside using the SUN (already hot) instead of the oven (bakes the entire apartment). also i am really interested in the ways that i can easily reduce waste and consumption, and using the SUN (already hot) to bake things is definitely in line with that.
this is something that i could probably DIY at some point in the future, but i at least want to learn how it works so that i can feel smug about being able to cook so long as the sun’s out. i swear i’m not like. a prepper prepper. i’m not trying to catastrophize or have fantasies about living off the grid. [to be clear: i am trying here to disassociate myself from a category of ‘prepper’ that i see as inextricable from rightwing politics.] i just think it’s really cool to cook with the SUN (already hot) and to be able to provide food for people, even in constrained circumstances. and to be quite honest, i’m reclaiming a bit of my girl scouting youth. one thing about my experience of being a girl child raised alongside a boy child is that people frequently take it for granted that you have totally divergent interests and that the girl child should get dolls and kids’ art supplies while the boy child should get a rock tumbler and a chemistry set or perhaps something that lets you play with electricity. i feel sometimes that i am mimicking him when i do things that overlap with his interests and his upbringing, but this is my shit tbh. fuck off.
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[ID: A photograph of the back of a dark-colored long-sleeved shirt that has been embroidered with colorful images of foliage and eyes and text that reads “Make bad art! F*** around, find out and have FUN!”]
Sweet Dreams - Rora Blue
2020.
“Sweet Dreams explores the intricacies of everyday ableism and everyday ableist comments. Some of the comments recount dialogue said to the artist. Other phrases were submitted by other disabled and/or chronically ill individuals as documentation of comments that have been said to them. Through using recognizable objects associated with disability in correlation with playful colors, Sweet Dreams aims to reclaim objects commonly associated with pain and disrupt the narrative on what it means to be disabled.”
[Image descriptions in order: photos of an art installation. All the installations are text-based, and have capital, multi coloured letters spelling out different phrases which are often said to disabled people. The images are:
A photo of stone stairs, with the writing "maybe you aren't trying hard enough" on the sides of the steps.]
[A photo of a mattress with blankets and a pillow on it, the pillow saying "are you better yet?".]
[A photo of the back of a medical wheelchair in a field. The back of the wheelchair says "I could never live like that".]
[A photo of an IV pole, with the line running across the blue background of a wall. The letters are hanging off the line, and they say "youre too young to be sick".]
[A photo of a pillow on a partially folded blue blanket in a field. The pillows says "honey, were all tired". Beside it, is a rainbow medication holder with colourful two-tone pills spilling onto the blanket.]
[A white pillow in a field, propped up against a mirror reflecting the sunset. The pillows says "whats wrong with you?"]
[A closeup photo of a disabled parking space, with the letters "do you really need to park there?" On the ground above the symbol.]
[A pillow on a white mattress which says "if I can do it so can you".]
[A mirror laying in a field, reflecting blue skies with white clouds. There is a sentence painted on the mirror in white paint, which says "are you drinking enough water?"]
[Six pillows piled up in the field. They say "if I can do it so can you", "are you better yet?", "you don't look sick", "honey, were all tired", "its all in your head", "what's wrong with you?"]
while searching for ways to use the wheat starch that is a byproduct of the wash-the-flour method of making seitan, i came across this youtube recipe video for “wheat starch dessert.” i tried making it today and it is a hit, even with how very minimal it is. conceptually, it’s not unlike this recipe for “water cake,” which is another low-on-groceries winner. as hazen said to me while eating a slice: what can’t flour do?
i am also in the process of making rhubarb jelly, which will be paired with whipped coconut cream. the rhubarb was free! sometimes things are broken or a customer forgets something, and if it goes unclaimed then sometimes it goes home with hazen. today she brought me home a free bag of flour, which i had scouted out in the store (the corner of the bag was ripped). flour! what a fantastic thing!
i had to go to the store to get some sugar and flour and on the way back i thought to myself “why not get a little treat,” which led me to buying a five dollar cold brew at the new co-op cafe. tbf, it was five dollars because i wanted a syrup (toasted almond) and bc of the tip, but all in all i paid around five dollars for this coffee.
good news and bad news: it is extremely delicious
#they upsold me too and i didn't even realize it was happening#i initially ordered an iced coffee and the extremely charismatic person behind the counter was like 'i could make that a cold brew instead'#i'm an agreeable person so obvs i said yes#good on them tbh#i really really want this cafe to succeed so i can FINALLY have a place to go again
speaking of consuming: there was a point in recent years when we had a bit more spending money, and we bought some things (together and separately) that we probably wouldn’t buy now just because they’re expensive and not totally necessary. it’s been so nice though to use those things and get to enjoy them and say every once in a while “i’m glad we bought this when we had the money to buy it.” it’s a very different approach to consumption than what i experienced when i was living in a household where people were spending money far less conscientiously, and most new purchases lost their shine pretty quick. i hate regretting buying something, especially something that’s meant to be used. i hate having stuff. we use the ipad and the switch lite constantly. i love the flower-shaped velvet pillows on our couch. wearing my matching shorts and button-up makes lounging feel fancy.
i’m enjoying enjoying my things is what i’m saying. i feel satisfied. that’s really cool to me. i used to feel certain that new purchases could change things for me, and i don’t really feel that way anymore. some of that is because i have some cool stuff already, but tbh i’ve always had some amount of cool stuff, so i don’t think that’s it. i think i’ve managed to change my perspective and i really really love that for me.
oh no, dairy milk is being demonized :c :c :c
it’s amazing how progressive people will come up with reasons why it’s actually really bad to be vegan, but their reasoning always depends on a hypothetical consumer of animal products who does everything the right way and is therefore more ethical than the vegan consumer (who obviously does everything the wrong way). there is, somewhere, a consumer whose consumption of animal products is more ethical than the vegan consumer’s consumption of almond milk and pre-made blocks of tofu in plastic containers, so veganism really isn’t all that great when you think about it, is it? that they themselves are not this ethical consumer is unimportant. when they buy dairy products and eggs and meat, they are not the ethical consumer who is side-stepping industrial farming and other forms of harm. but the existence of that hypothetical consumer means that vegans are assholes. somehow. the hypothetical existence of a small farm with (permanently lactating?) happy cows means that you’re fine to buy milk at the supermarket. the water consumption involved in making almond milk means that it’s actually morally superior to buy dairy milk (which involves no water consumption, so long as you ignore the part where it involves the most water consumption, along with the most of everything else that’s bad environmentally, which is kind of beside the point tbh if we’re talking about what a dairy cow’s life is like and why someone would want to avoid participating in that). sure, you like almonds as well when you can get them, but the water consumption only counts if you’re trying to one-up a vegan, so it’s fine.
it’s just amazing! the smugness is indistinguishable from “i will eat 3 animals for everyone 1 you don’t eat” or “god put animals on the earth for us to have dominion over” except they have found a way to make it make (a sort of) sense within a more progressive framework that doesn’t necessarily reward you for saying “i am superior to all other beings” or “i revel in cruelty.”
#it's so much easier if you just decide that vegans are assholes#it's a great way to avoid what we know to be true about consuming animal products#and i say 'we' because the only reason people get this mad about veganism is bc it makes them feel bad about how they consume#i am not vegan and i do not have any trouble with vegans because i am not fighting them as a way to get rid of guilty feelings#inventing a vegan to get mad at#inventing an ethical farm that somehow manages to sustain our daily meat and dairy consumption as a populace#(at the very least we all should recognize the necessity of reducing. right?)
whenever i am doing the wash-the-flour method of making seitan i feel that i am getting very little seitan for how much (AP) flour i am using. i know that vital wheat gluten is an option, and that it would immediately solve this problem, but i want to conquer the WTF method. i want gluten and starch byproduct.
it’s been one year i became catatonic for a week in response to multiple mass shootings and frequent explosions in my neighborhood. i’m going to make it through this week as best i can, and i’m going to try not to get angry at people who are just taking the opportunity to have fun.
frustrating: we watch tv on my ipad and hazen suggested that we use our headphones so that we could keep the windows open but dampen the sound of explosions. the ipad doesn’t allow us to do this unless we’re using apple’s own bluetooth headphones, which neither of us owns. neat! cool!
i am frustrated by myself. i’m frustrated that i have the thought “maybe my life could change” and my impulse is to shut down that thought and cram myself back into the corner of a closet.