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Shackled
Naked and chained, her journey she begins. It’s a long way.
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The Body Shaming Cycle
Short comic of the body shaming cycle, as illustrated by designer and illustrator Colleen Clark. Here’s an interview with the illustrator
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Lethargy
It’s been a tough winter, friends. Hanging in there.
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What Makes a Dancer?
Not exactly the technique. A person can go to dance school for years, but if she doesn’t feel it; if she feels no passion come from within, she doesn’t deserve the title. I always remember a quote, attributed to Antonia Mercé “La Argentina” — a flamenco dancer “known for her creation of the neoclassical style of Spanish dance as a theatrical art.” (I’ve seen some really good flamenco dancers and I can tell you, I’ve never seen so much passion poured out in one performance.) The quote goes: There are no schools to create dancers, just as there are none to create poets… The technique, invisible for the spectator, forgotten…
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Life is a Maze and Love is a Riddle
Sometimes we need a little help from music to make it through another day. Couldn’t imagine my life without it. One song I listen to often is “The Show” by Australian artist Lenka. Well, it comes on my online radio station all the time and I think it’s trying to tell me something. Something like, you’re not alone in this maze! And I’ve said it so many times before, but I just love when a song speaks to me. As we try to get up when life brings us down, it’s always nice to hear some uplifting words. I’m just a little bit caught in the middle Life is a…
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Unintentionally, I Say Goodbye
Pushing people away? It may have a little something to do with the fear of getting hurt. It may have something to do with expectations. In that case, maybe if we stopped expecting everyone to be perfect, we could love and allow to be loved. Love people for who they are, maybe? Sometimes it’s hard — I should know. As the character Aibileen says in the The Help, “It hard!”
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Happy Valentine’s Day
Love — it knows no boundaries. No matter what you think of the date, an excuse to celebrate LOVE can’t be a bad one. Happy Love day! But in case you’d rather have Cupid stopped, here’s this. Enjoy. 😉
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It Is What It Is
Those were the heart wrenching last words a friend dying of brain cancer said to me. It wasn’t our whole conversation, but those words — words of complete abandonment, acceptance, resignation — are the ones that stuck with me. He was a young man, a son, a brother, a friend…a bartender. On his last days, I found myself laughing in his mom’s kitchen as he showed me his mixology techniques. “Come with me,” he said. “Let me make you a drink.” And so I followed him to the kitchen. His movements slow; his words a slur, after a stroke paralyzed a side of his body. Still, he insisted in fixing…
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Don’t Need Your Silicone, I Prefer My Own
Am I less of a lady if I don’t wear pantyhose My momma said ‘A lady ain’t what she wears but what she knows’ But I’ve drawn the conclusion, it’s all an illusion Confusion’s the name of the game A misconception, a vast deception Something got to change…
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Winter in Ibiza
Ibiza off-season. The end. No, really, that should be the whole story. Nothing goes on in Ibiza in January — I think this picture was taken around January two years ago. Some bars and restaurants by the beach stay open, but very few people visit. It was a ghost town with just enough tourists to keep it alive. Despite it being so dead, it was much warmer than it was in Castile La Mancha, Spain, which is where I was living when I visited Ibiza, and definitely much warmer than it was in the US East Coast at the time. Looking at this picture reminds me how desperately I needed…
