Happy 6 months to my lil star
oh. my. god. ovaries.
but sam had never heard La vida es un carnaval
but gabu didn’t know the words to /faint/ by linkin park.
i have a date with sam tonight and i dnt know what to wear cause im super cold but ive worn pjs to p much 85% of all of our dates EVER ALWAYS IN THE STREET EVEN
and yet, the urge to wear pjs invades me
she wore half pjs. hahahahahahahah. i love you.
Kill the belief that we have to earn our worth as people.
We don’t become people by reaching a certain age, collecting awards, degrees, jobs, money. We are each born as individuals, as people—we have worth simply by being.
Yes yes yes
Likewise, we don’t gain or earn worth by being strong or needing only the same kinds of help as everyone else. We are human and worthy no matter what.
Terrance Houle: Urban Indian Series (2004),
Born December 9, 1975, in Calgary. Lives and works in Calgary. In a practice that ranges from performance to photography to film and video works, Blackfoot artist Terrance Houle remakes the troubled history of colonialism and First Nations identity with a roguish wit and punk-rock edge. His strategy matches self-deprecating humour with an uneasy undertone; the results cut away at both Aboriginal and non-Aboriginal notions of an urban Indian status quo. In his Urban Indian Series (2004), Houle is pictured grocery shopping, working in an office cubicle and riding public transit—all in elaborate powwow regalia.
In the performance video Friend or Foe (2010–11), he plays off cultural and historical gaps in communication while dressed in a loincloth and communicating by sign language.
Contemporary Art Week!
- me: wow ur so hard
- him: that me shell
Claude Monet » Water Lilies