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Gran Fury (American artist collective, 1988-1994). from the Kissing Doesn’t Kill series, 1988. Poster, offset lithography, 16 x 10”. © Gran Fury.
Stunning photos by Nagib El-Desouky
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Let it never be forgotten
I haven’t been on my tumblr in a considerable amount of time. This is not an apology. I don’t think anyone even consistently follows my postings (there isn’t a well-developed theme/idea to follow).
This blog has been a space for bookmarks, though not exclusively. I really wanted a storage space for all of the many things on the internet that interest me (mostly, aesthetically).
For the past six months I’ve been hitchhiking around the west coast, volunteering on eccentric farms, bumming around in beautiful towns, stranded in not-so-beautiful towns, jumping into vans if rain is in the forecast, exploring, learning, feeling every known and unknown emotion, going to warehouse parties, falling in love with SF and Oakland, working in a hostel in Berkeley, chain smoking, going to lots of bars, relishing the exchange of alcohol involving a minor (me), speaking French, falling in love, experimenting with my own understanding of self, disowning what I thought I knew the day before, juicing, binging, crying over all of my stolen possessions, learning about kindness, attending as many free events in SF as possible, meeting artists, arguing about my apparent hipster appearance, letting the materials of me ebb away, fighting myself, learning to cook, going to a lot of cinemas, discovering the fundamental desires that will shape my future achievements, gaining friends, smoking a lot of weed, volunteering at film festivals, eating food on the street, trimming, thinking, having uncomfortable and loving conversations with my mother.
I haven’t had much time to blog (rather re-blog), but I miss my tumblr deeply. I’m really exhausted and I don’t know what I should do next or if I even have as many options as I’d like. I’d never truely known what it meant to go with the flow until the very first day I wandered into Portland, the beginning of my journey.
Here’s to it all, let it never be forgotten!
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