found these ancient film scans from when i was 13. they’re really blurred but i quite like the quality
"I once had a dream, or a vision, and I imagined that dream to be of importance to other people, so I wrote the manuscript and made the film. But it is not until the moment when my dream meets with your emotions and your minds that my shadows come to life. It is your recognition that brings them to life. It is you indifference that kills them. I hope that you will understand; that you when you leave the cinema will take with you an experience or a sudden thought—or maybe a question. The efforts of my friends and myself have then not been in vain…" — Ingmar Bergman
i’m listening to november by max richter and also i want to be a good person maybe more now than i want to be a great person and also i want to be by the sea. christmas always makes me think about being eight and standing at the door of my grandmother’s lounge alone, looking into the dark room with the only light coming from the christmas tree (which was glowing red like when you press your hand to a lamp) and how strange that this is one of my happiest memories, standing alone on a carpet with the dim roar of the road outside and my parents laughing in another room. and what that says about me that my happiest memory is this brief, transient moment pressed between two kinds of place: the tender dark silent place and the bright clear place with the knowledge i could have both. once i read in a book in the school library “happiness is anticipation with certainty” and i sighed and everyone looked at me but i couldn’t explain the dark green branches and the tacky beautiful lights.
I love you. I’ll wait for you. Come back. Come back to me
next time someone tells you Muslim countries oppress women, let them know Pakistan, Bangladesh, Indonesia, Turkey, Kosovo, Kyrgyzstan, and Senegal have all had female Presidents or Prime Ministers and 1/3rd of Egypt’s parliament is female but the US has yet to even have a female vice president and can’t say “vagina” when discussing female reproductive rights
From a special edition of 15 copies of Frank O’Hara’s Meditations In An Emergency (1957), which included an original drawing/collage by Grace Hartigan.
via Yale Library
Oh dear, I’m really uninteresting. I’ll try, though.
1. I have a reputation for being really disorganized and late for everything and there’s a strong possibility I will be voted “Person Most Likely to Win the Lottery but lose the Ticket” in my school yearbook.
2. I have a minor talent for fake accents.
3. I was once interviewed on BBC Radio Scotland culture show and I mispronounced “Rilke” and it was a terrible moment.
4. I have green eyes.
5. This year I was in Kigali, Rwanda on a “cultural exchange.”
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Ulay / Abramović profiles and a found treasure
Comradezoned: when a girl immediately loses interest in you because you think intersectionality isn’t that important in the class struggle.