You're like my Jesus


Tupac and American History
Me: Tupac died at such a young age and still became an iconic figure in the United States. If Malcolm X had died that young he would have been known as a street "thug, " if Dr. King would have died at such a young age he would have been a local baptist preacher. Imagine the heights that Tupac could have reached if he had lived longer.
Teacher: Tupac was just a dude with a bandana who got shot. He's irrelevant to American history.
Me: Hip Hop is the product of centuries of colonization and oppression by the United States towards Blacks in America, Hip Hop is the product of the struggles that the Black community in America struggle with on a daily basis. Anyone with knowledge on Hip Hop knows that Hip hop wouldn't be what it is today without Tupac. So to say that Tupac is irrelevant to American history is to deny the reality that Hip Hop is nothing but the product of American history. Tupac just like all other rappers are an example of the ability for the oppressed to shine a light in the midst of their darkness.
I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers



Another month, another box of artsnacks.  The October box was very spooky; I mean, India Ink? Colored pencils?  Tattoos? Terrifying!  Anyway, all images are Cody Bouwman, 2014.  The drawing is entitled “Masquerade” for those curious.  Enjoy.

ArtSnacks is like a magazine subscription but instead of a magazine you get 4 or 5 different art products to try out.

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there is nothing theoretical about the cold blood that flows through Stephen Hawking

It’s one of the hardest things to keep your cool
when someone means so much to you.
He sets my body, mind, & spirit on fire. 
I’d give anything to live in his arms sometimes.
I always feel so safe when he is around.

When I met him I told everyone I saw
that I had found my protector, the love of my life, my fire.
It’s hard to try to get rid of that feeling.
It feels like home.
I’d go to the ends of the earth for him.


Christopher Walken


Christopher Walken

Sticks & stones

are hard on bones,

aimed with angry art,

words can sting

like anything,

but silence

breaks the heart.

Phyllis Mcginley
I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.
Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

Clara Lieu


Clara Lieu