everything makes me angry sometimes. according to the bundle theory (anatta), there are no composite entities outside of linguistics. rather, there are only the pieces which make the whole. therefore, my anger does not exist, only thousands of insignificant disturbances which combine to create what i call “anger.” by being aware of this, i can use my energy to do better things. dreaming is better than fuming.
did this when i was subbing for the prof in my figure drawing class.
I suppose I this is an appropriate time to thank the lord for cookies.
kafka, zizek, kierkegaard.
some new stuff I’m working on, I get tons of anonymous messages like this every day and while this isn’t unique to women, the content of the messages and the frequency in which I get them are definitely related to my gender. I almost exclusively get them after I post selfies. The authority people feel they have to share their opinion on my appearance is something myself and many other girls online deal with daily.
Lucas Samaras—Pace Gallery
New morning warn up sketch
foundintheflowerbed said: I know that it's been ages and all, but I hope that wherever you are, you're doing wonderfully.
it has been ages, for the most part, i am doing wonderfully. i hope you are too. also, thanks for thinking of me:)
i believe in self-made/self-inflicted tattoos, and the smell of cheap acrylic paint. naming my own constellations, and the cold leaking through my shoes, filling my toes. i believe in the music reflecting off old walls that passing cars make, and the impermanence of the smoke my lungs bring into the world.