| me: | sometimes i like to talk to myself |
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"It doesn't matter how long my hair is or what colour my skin is or whether I'm a woman or a man."
-John Lennon
| me: | sometimes i like to talk to myself |
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| me: | same |
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“In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines. In two straight lines they broke their bread and brushed their teeth and went to bed. They smiled at the good and frowned at the bad and sometimes they were very sad. They left the house at half past nine in two straight lines in rain or shine — the smallest one was Madeline.”
Please excuse me while i go cry
The Beatles - She’s A Woman
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Last year I tied a disposable camera to a fence and left a little sign telling people to take pictures. This is part 1 of the results.
[Part 3] (includes two pixelated testicle shots)
This idea was stolen from The Plug, a fantastic online zine that you should definitely peruse.
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Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light.
“From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”
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