ON-UNGEWISLÍC~sick girl art club~

impossible sequence.

But I didn’t and still don’t like making a cult of women’s knowledge, preening ourselves on knowing things men don’t know, women’s deep irrational wisdom, women’s instinctive knowledge of Nature, and so on. All that all too often merely reinforces the masculinist idea of women as primitive and inferior – women’s knowledge as elementary, primitive, always down below at the dark roots, while men get to cultivate and own the flowers and crops that come up into the light. But why should women keep talking baby talk while men get to grow up? Why should women feel blindly while men get to think?

“If women allow themselves to be consoled for their culturally determined lack of access to the modes of intellectual debate by the invocation of hypothetical great goddesses, they are simply flattering themselves into submission (a technique often used on them by men). All the mythic versions of women, from the myth of the redeeming purity of the virgin to that of the healing, reconciliatory mother, are consolatory nonsenses; and consolatory nonsense seems to me a fair definition of myth, anyway. Mother goddesses are just as silly a notion as father gods. If a revival of the myths gives women emotional satisfaction, it does so at the price of obscuring the real conditions of life. This is why they were invented in the first place.” ― Angela Carter, The Sadeian Woman: And the Ideology of Pornography

I am obsessed with how my cats look in webcam night vision. 24x36", white muslin, whole cloth free motion quilting with pieced border, black jaquard textile paint thinned with aloe vera gel.

cut flowers / mia forrest

Summer Sunset (1896) by Ferdynand Ruszczyc (Polish, 1870–1936)

Summer Sunset (1896) by Ferdynand Ruszczyc (Polish, 1870–1936)

Palestinian embroidery on wedding handkerchief. Front and back.

Frank Wilbert Stokes

My print shop: INPRNT

Outfit of my Dreams, Daniel B., 2021

miffy with a pearl earring i adore you