"How do you like living alone, Henry?" I ask myself.
"I’ve got a better question," I reply. "What if all my hoodies sat at the dining room table like they were friends?"
are they drinking detergent
If I could,
I would turn girls into dragons.
Girls whose skin
has been stained by filthy hands,
girls who are forced
to face those familiar hands
day after day,
give them armor.
Girls who are told
that womanhood means duty,
girls who break their backs
on someone else’s burden,
give them spiked spines.
Girls trapped in cycles:
cycles of abuse
cycles they can’t even name,
down the drain
and thrown out with the bathwater,
give them claws.
who chomp down on fear
hiding behind their teeth,
who swallow it whole
because it’s the only nourishment they’ll get,
give them razor fangs.
who thirst for knowledge
in the middle of a drought,
girls whose minds
are considered as real as their suffering,
give them fire
to burst from their mouths
in place of the words that no one hears.
whose bodies are not their own;
who are meant for decoration
and cannot decorate themselves,
who are meant for pleasure
and cannot pleasure themselves,
who are meant to be examples
and cannot exemplify themselves,
give them wings
to fly far, far away,
taste freedom in the sky,
and see it for what it should be:
a right, not a privilege.
who is considered a possession
or a prize
or a plaything,
confined by people
who call condescension “love”
and manipulation “compromise”
and fear “respect”
and silence “consent,”
give her eyes
that strike terror into the heart
of anyone who would call her weak.
Gift girls with dragonhood
when personhood is a myth.
please don’t say “we need to talk” because I will have a panic attack right in front of your eyes
whats the difference between bi people and unicorns
i can see unicorns on movies and tv
I have been waiting for this for 84 years
It is…how you say a…metaphor
Tim Walker’s Pastel Cats
"A lot of people get confused when they see this image. They think it was done by computer, but we actually took pigment powder, mixed it with talc to get the right ice-cream pastel colours, and brushed it into the cats.
The owners were two proud members of the Persian cat club. I can’t remember how I found them, but they turned up in a van, covered in cat fur, and stood breathing down my neck as I took the picture. We were worried about putting all that powder into the animals’ fur, but they said, ‘Oh no, they absolutely love it.’ The cats were such vain creatures - they adored being touched and pampered.
We didn’t really think about which cats, or how many, should be done in which colours. We just did each one, and then they had to go back into their cat beds in the owners’ van. I think I lost count of how many were pink and how many were blue, but when we were finished they all came out and looked great together. There wasn’t enough light to do the picture indoors - but, by a fluke, all the cats seemed to gravitate to this clematis at the bottom of some steps. I didn’t arrange them. This is just what the cats did, and they all pretty much stayed where they were throughout. So it’s actually quite a naturalistic portrait - apart from the colour.
At the time, in May 1998, I had no idea how the picture would resonate with people. But it has been the image I’ve been asked about the most. For some reason, people are just fascinated with it - more than any model, house or celebrity I’ve ever shot. Everyone wants to know about the pastel cats.” -Tim Walker
Interview by Leo Benedictus
Reblogging again for the explanation!