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some people are so good looking to me! so good looking that i just wanna pass out!

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 00:59:46 -0600

some people are so good looking to me! so good looking that i just wanna pass out!

fuckyeahpaulnewman: FYPN has 500 followers! So in honor of this...

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 00:54:37 -0600

FYPN has 500 followers! So in honor of this most auspicious occasion I present yet another one of my favorite Paul Newman pictures.

Thank you for following!

a movie that means a lot to me. endormirse: (via...

Fri, 04 Dec 2009 00:01:00 -0600

a movie that means a lot to me.

endormirse:

(via sarahrosemary)

"At the very heart of sexist thought is the assumption that the bodies we are born with ought to..."

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 19:54:19 -0600

“At the very heart of sexist thought is the assumption that the bodies we are born with ought to dictate our character, our behaviour, our appearance, our choices, the nature of our relationships and the work of our lives. At the very heart of feminism is the still-radical notion that this is not the case. Feminism holds that gender identity, rather than being written in our genes, is an emotional, personal and sexual state of being that can be expressed in myriad different ways that encompass and extend beyond the binary categories of ‘man’ and woman’. Feminism holds that prescribed gender roles are a tyranny that no-one - whether trans, cis, male, female or intersex - should be forced to conform to in order to prove their identity, their validity or their human worth.”

- Penny Red: No Feminism Without Trans Feminism (via gauntlet)

Amen to that.

Photo

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 18:21:38 -0600

Josef Koudelka, France, 1973.

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 13:52:38 -0600

Josef Koudelka, France, 1973.

old memories

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 13:50:00 -0600

I’ve gone to the same dentist my entire life. She knows everybody in my family and knows our stories. Last time I came in and was giving her all the new informational juice. After she was finished cleaning my teeth (I don’t think I’d trust anyone other than her, she’s so gentle and fun and good at what she does), she started cracking up while she was reviewing my dentist files.

Hardly breathing, she pointed towards a few of my first dentist report notes of my life. The first said “uncooperative” the second had some minor notes, but was unlike the first, apparently I had let them clean my teeth. The third said “uncooperative” and the fourth.

We sat, me in the dentist chair, and her in her own, and laughed. She pondered out loud why I wasn’t hysterical on my second visit, but that I was at the previous appointment and the one after.

I had no idea they wrote those sort of notes on my file! Uncooperative! I don’t doubt it. I’ve always been a handful for medical professionals.

When I was younger I was well adjusted child. I didn’t have anger problems, I liked most everyone and I was shy. But the second I got into a doctor’s office I behaved like a devil. I always felt like a cornered animal. Maybe it was from having to get a shot in my ass when I was 6 or so. Maybe it was from having to be tied down in the ER when I got a spider bite. I always felt so helpless and threatened.

I kicked one of the nurses in the face once. She was trying to give me a shot and I kicked her face so hard that I broke her glasses. I know it sounds silly. It sounds silly to me now but I always felt like they were trying to hurt me.

My mother used to have to trick me to get me in the car. “We’re going to get cookies from Great Harvest” usually did the trick. And then we’d end up at St. John’s to get some shot.

I remember I had mono in the fourth grade. I had to go to the doctor a lot before they finally figured it out. But every time I went they had to draw blood from me. To this day I still have enormous problems with needles and getting my blood drawn.

I loved the doctor I had then, her name was Mary Hart, and I liked that her last name reminded me of the organ. But I refused to let her have my blood. I cried for what must have been a half an hour. I screamed and pushed and I scared my mother so much that she started crying too. Eventually everyone’s patience was waning and I was still putting up a fight.

My mother called my father from his office downtown. He came into the doctor’s office and I instantly shut up. “Fuck” I thought. I never misbehaved around my dad because he scared the shit out of me. I was silent and they took my blood and I didn’t start crying again until my dad left. On the way home my mother put the convertible down on her car and we listened to something like Joni Mitchell or Mary Black. I cried all the way home. I was mad they called my dad. I was mad that they got what they wanted. I was mad that I was too scared to keep resisting.

I go over that experience a lot in my head and I work it out through writing a lot. My behavior seems so odd to me now so I try to remember how I was feeling then. I feel sorry for my mom having to deal with me. I’m really lucky she is so patient and loving.

Hahahaha, I cut myself on accident with my own fingernail. The only band aids we have in the house are “Casper” themed.

Duane Michals, Christ in New York, No. 6: Christ Is Shot by a...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:21:57 -0600

Duane Michals, Christ in New York, No. 6: Christ Is Shot by a Mugger with a Handgun and Dies. the Second Coming Had Occurred and No One Noticed, 1982. Gelatin silver print.

Duane Michals, Christ in New York, No. 2: Christ Sees a Women...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:19:55 -0600

Duane Michals, Christ in New York, No. 2: Christ Sees a Women Who Has Died During An Illegal Abortion, 1982. Gelatin silver print.

elt: by Duane Michals

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:17:35 -0600

elt:

by Duane Michals

Duane Michals, The Annunciation, 1969. Gelatin silver print.

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:13:05 -0600

Duane Michals, The Annunciation, 1969. Gelatin silver print.

"It is no accident that you are reading this. I am making black marks on white paper. These marks are..."

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:04:20 -0600

“It is no accident that you are reading this. I am making black marks on white paper. These marks are my thoughts, and although I do not know who you are reading this now, in some way the lines of our lives have intersected… For the length of these few sentences, we meet here. It is no accident that you are reading this. This moment has been waiting for you, I have been waiting for you. Remember me.”

- Photographer Duane Michals, my kinda human

this was my desktop through most of high school i...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 21:59:29 -0600

this was my desktop through most of high school i think.

i12bent:

Harry Benson, celebrated Beatles photographer, turns 80 today…

A glorious celebration of youth from 1964: Beatles pillow fight….

i12bent: William Wegman (b. Dec. 2, 1943): Untitled (Gallop),...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 21:58:48 -0600

i12bent:

William Wegman (b. Dec. 2, 1943): Untitled (Gallop), 1988 - 4 gelatin silver prints on paper mounted on paper (Smithsonian)

elt: Albert Einstein Sitting Alone at the Institute for...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 21:56:31 -0600

elt:

Albert Einstein Sitting Alone at the Institute for Advanced Study, Princeton, 1947. Alfred Eisenstaedt.

Louis Armstrong click for the article and some music clips at...

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 14:22:00 -0600

Louis Armstrong

click for the article and some music clips at NPR.org

Photo

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 13:42:59 -0600

"It takes a heart like Mary’s these days when your man gets weak."

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 13:28:07 -0600

“It takes a heart like Mary’s these days when your man gets weak.”

- Joni Mitchell, Don’t Interrupt the Sorrow

a rant

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 12:36:00 -0600

why every woman i know wants big breasts is incomprehensible to me.

they’re not sexy, they’re a fucking curse. they distort everything i wear. bras drive me insane. i’m always uncomfortable and i always have to adjust. there is no way to make them look discreet, i feel like they’re a foot in front of my body. they irritate my posture.

i can’t fit into shit. everyone designs clothes as if the whole female population has an A or B cup and no hips. honestly. it’s like i need to get my own personalized tailor. i’m not overweight at all so things will fit in most areas, but jeans are impossible because of my thin legs and huge hips and shirts are ridiculous because my breasts are always suffocated.

wish i was flat chested.

Josef Koudelka, Portugal, 1976.

Wed, 02 Dec 2009 12:29:52 -0600

Josef Koudelka, Portugal, 1976.