Yusaku Kamekura
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a magnified shadow of an observer
luka / painter / witch / 21
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i just left the house and realised everything i’m wearing is navy blue except a bright red scarf. i look like a cartoon character lol
sandsvendor100 answered:
1. Mine Snoust
2. Mine Hoove
3. Mine Little Folding Mind
4. Mine Intellect
5. Mine Smarts
Discussion 3/13/15
1. Softness or savagery
2. Where do you write, in what
3. Supernatural event
4. What would you like to see more of in contemporary literature
5. What will stop you
1. savage softness - sweet words that cut up your throat on the way out. words you didn’t say for fear of savagery that made a home under your tongue and fill your mouth with the stench of rotting meat. lullabies that kill.
2. home, always home, in the dead rooms where ghosts possess me. anything i can get my hands on.
3. leave enough dust on the windowsill and there’ll be a tornado eventually.
4. joy. peace. calm.
5. there is dust settling on my fingers - i’m not sure these needle-stick bones can survive a storm.
i love the treble clef sound in this post-contemporary idm-inspired concept mixtape do re mi, bass, i don’t wear beats btw
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On the contemporary internet, things have been turned inside out. Exchanges that have historically taken place in the underground of black social spaces are now vulnerable to exposure, if not already exposed. The call-and-response creativity of Black Twitter is overheard and echoed by White Twitter, and viral dance phenomena like the whip are seized on by the likes of Hillary and Ellen. Together these objects — and the countless others in circulation, literally countless — create widespread visibility for blackness online. Blackness once again takes up its longstanding role as the engine of American popular culture, so that we find ourselves where we were in the 1920s with jazz, in the 1950s with rock ‘n’ roll, in the ’80s with both house and hip-hop — in a time loop wherein black people innovate only to see their forms snaked away, value siphoned off by white hands.
Aria Dean, Poor Meme, Rich Meme (via thatcoolaunt)
so I was set to feature at an event next week & a friend of mine came forward and told me it was being organised by someone who raped her. it was devastating because this is a dear friend of mine, and because the rapist was somebody I trusted and was keen to get to know. also someone who is very active in the lgbt/queer art scene (& feminist art scene. appalling) my friend openly shunned/outed them & I shared the post around & the people who run the venue where the event was going to be at have contacted me to say they’re pushing to cancel the event and refuse to allow the abuser any sort of platform. it feels like a huge fucking victory even though the whole situation has been really really awful. I feel absolutely supported right now to know people I admire will take direct action against rapists to protect survivors & the sanctity of art spaces
2018
mixed media on cardboard
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