Jenny Holzer - Inflammatory Essays, 1979-1982
In a statement provided by the Holzer studio, the Inflammatory Essays are described as “a collection of 100-word texts that were printed on colored paper and posted throughout New York City. Like any manifesto, the voice in each essay urges and espouses a strong and particular ideology. By masking the author of the essays, Holzer allows the viewer to assess ideologies divorced from the personalities that propel them. With this series, Holzer invites the reader to consider the urgent necessity of social change, the possibility for manipulation of the public, and the conditions that attend revolution.”
it is crucial to believe and respect girls when they say a guy is giving them bad vibes even if they don’t give you a reason why
"Why do you think that guy is creepy? He’s cool." - other guys
Schiaparelli compact case.
vintage Jenny Holzer patches
low rez version for the internets of my contribution to Estelle’s fashion zine ( pinksluddge)
So inspiring, so perfect, love your stuff Frankie
I love this kind of diary-style, no panels comic formatting so, so much.
I added two new items to my Etsy shop - hand knit dog sweaters! My mom makes these, though I’m working towards being able to do them on my own soon - I just need a few more lessons from her. They can be made to order in different colours / sizes / patterns. I’ll take some better photos later, Oliver wasn’t having it today.
punk boys out here like “i fucking hate racists. homophobia is horrible. smash racism and kill all rapists. women deserve safe spaces.” then they turn around n are like “lol yeah girls just freak out about everything all the time i dont get why they’re uncomfortable at shows they must just not get punk. why are you so nervous quit making a big deal out of it. yeah that guy is a misogynist, but his band is sick and thats different.”
“I, too, felt ready to start life all over again. It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. To feel it so like myself, indeed, so brotherly, made me realize that I’d been happy, and that I was happy still.”
– Albert Camus,The Stranger (via thebeathotel)
It’s okay to call in sick so you can have a mental health day, right? I have to be up for work in a few hours and I don’t think I can do it.
I think I just had a “one step forward, two steps back” night. I know that if I still drank like I used to, I would be drinking right now.
“I tried to love you less. I couldn’t.”
– Simone de Beauvoir, from The Mandarins (via violentwavesofemotion)