My doctor says all the black mold in my body came from a single expired gram cracker which i just think is fascinating
one cracker!
sadly not even the most harm ever done by a single expired cracker 😔
"+4800 abused by the Catholic church in Portugal"
Stencil seen in Lisbon, Portugal during Pope's visit
"There's no pink door in the apartheid wall"
Pasteups in Porto , Portugal
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GRENADA. 1979. A leaf is used as an umbrella along the northwest coast of Grenada. Alex Webb.
“In Palestine I thought I knew something about music. My dad was open-minded for that part of the world, so we had a few extra freedoms. I had a little radio that I took with me everywhere. A lot of my friends were listening to Arabic music, but I listened to Madonna and Michael Jackson. So I felt pretty cool. But when I came to New York at the age of seventeen, I started working at my uncle’s record store. Customers would come in asking about Bob Marley, Barbara Streisand, Louis Armstrong. I knew nothing about these people. And suddenly I didn’t feel cool anymore. I felt like an outsider. So I made a promise to myself: I was going to learn all of it. I began spending my salary on music magazines. Everything I came across, I wanted to know more. Who’s Sam Cooke? Who’s Marvin Gaye? And I didn’t just want to know it, I wanted to live it. My friends would wait for me until the store closed at 10 PM, and we’d go to clubs in the Village. Music became my way of engaging with people in this new society. In 1994 I opened my own store called Village Music. Yes it was my business, but it was also a gathering place. So many people came in just to talk. About Bob Dylan, or Zappa, or Mozart. I can talk about any type of music, really. Because I made it my mission in life. It’s been my way of connecting. If I wasn’t around music, I’m 100 percent sure I’d be gone. I’ve had too many issues. Too much depression, too much stress. Music is what’s kept me alive. When people come to my store to learn about music, it’s like a mirror. I see myself in them. And it’s a beautiful connection. It’s not the easiest business to be in, especially the last twenty years. I’ve suffered a lot. And I’ve fought a lot. Because I never wanted to let it go. But in 2017 I couldn’t take the stress anymore, so I closed my doors. I traveled for a month because I was really depressed. I spent a lot of time thinking. And I decided that I couldn’t close the shop. I just couldn’t do anything else. I needed music in my life. So I sold all the property I had, and I got a new lease. Everything I kept the same, except for the name. It’s not Village Music anymore. It’s Village Revival.” #comebacknyc
we’re really at that point in the year where no one cares about anything huh
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My psych professor mentioned swaddling in lecture so I emailed him a picture of me being swaddled in my dorm room and asked if I could get extra credit because it was really hot in there and I got really sweaty and he was like “fabulous, sure”
I’m going to miss the Honors Advisor from my university.
The Nib ( @thenib ) is doing a whole month of queer comics and I was honored to contribute this one! You can read all of the other comics I’ve done for them here, and here is my comic from last year’s Pride Month. You can find more of my comics, including my Genderqueer series, on instagram and you can support me on patreon or on ko-fi if you’d like to help me keep making this work :)
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Holy shit that's so cool
A close up of the second pic:
The piece is by Alex Hyner and its name is "Twenty Skies." You can buy a print of it (along with some other really cool-looking art of his) for $25 here: https://www.alexhynerart.com/art/alexhynerart
Snoop Dogg photographed by Jeff Riedel during a portrait session at his home in Long Beach, CA - March 01, 2004
Naomi Campbell, Harper’s Bazaar, Paul Gauguin Story, Jamaica, 1992 - Ph. Peter Lindbergh