sara yukiko mon, never too late to be who you might have been, 2022
ink on canvas in plastic sleeve
sara yukiko mon, never too late to be who you might have been, 2022
ink on canvas in plastic sleeve
Deej Amago
Japan Artist
Pictures , unfortunately censored and cropped for tumblr
Visit hisΒ InstagramΒ thatΒ is MORE tolerant if it is a drawing or a painting than the strict and ignorant policy of TUMBLR inΒ concern of art
a lil bit emotional about how "nostalgia" originally meant longing across a displacement in space but in common parlance it refers to longing across a displacement in time... you don't go away from home and miss it, you stay where you are and time passes and home just disappears
"And for those of us from communities with historic collective trauma, we must understand that each of us is already science fiction walking around on two legs. Our ancestors dreamed us up and then bent reality to create us." Walidah Imarisha, Octavia's Brood: Science Fiction Stories From Social Justice Movements
Year of the Rabbit!
Garfield βWhy me?β (Dakin 1981)
Tolerating a situation where you are uncomfortable doesnβt make you a good person. People mistake that for a virtue like patience but itβs actually a vice. It is much more righteous to always be honest with yourself and confront your reality, rather than deluded for the sake of other people. Living your life in another personβs vision or denying your own comfortability is demonic actually, like a possession. It is often mistaken for humility but it is not. Forging your own way gracefully should be the goal.Β Compulsory and indiscriminate tolerance or obedience is immoral.. Privacy, solitude, and quiet disobedience are so important as virtues to life your life by.Β
"And for those of us from communities with historic collective trauma, we must understand that each of us is already science fiction walking around on two legs. Our ancestors dreamed us up and then bent reality to create us." Walidah Imarisha, Octavia's Brood: Science Fiction Stories From Social Justice Movements
a lil bit emotional about how "nostalgia" originally meant longing across a displacement in space but in common parlance it refers to longing across a displacement in time... you don't go away from home and miss it, you stay where you are and time passes and home just disappears
This is my euphoria
βwe are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. as we were. as we are no longer. as we will one day not be at all.β
RIP Joan Didion