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That, and also at one point I did a piece with very fine thread and I had my nails done like gel manicure (no extension) and that weirdly helped. I was doing the mani myself so it was nothing too fancy or expensive. I also carry a nail file in my project bag(s) to take care of impromptu broken nails.

I'm restarting this project and redoing it from scratch to move from matrice transformation concept to a more OOP script.

I know the artist for that last one!!

Thank you this is the first post about self love that hasn’t made me want to throw things

This one. This one’s a game changer.

as white westerners we looooove to consume and repost beautiful pictures of indigenous clothing and art without any sort of identifying information and while i dont think its meant intentionally as exploitative most of the time i try to add contextual information whenever possible, not least because the people in the photos actually deserve credit for what theyre wearing and their personal style like anyone else who dresses themselves. i also think consuming these images unsourced and uncredited and without context contributes to the racist and hegemonic erasure of differences between extremely disparate peoples, you get a lot of western referents to "african tribal art" and shit like that and it's nonsense. the continent is huge, the indigenous peoples are incredible varied (with more genetic variance than people outside of africa actually) and their individual styles reflect not only their individual lifeways (pastoral, agricutural, nomadic, urban, whatever) but their own personal aesthetics within the frameworks of their cultural mores. i think consuming these images without identification of even which ethnic group they belong to erases their individuality and personhood. so yeah i do think northerners should know the difference between the Dinka and the Maasai and the Wodaabe and the Hausa and the Himba et al

Video: Two machine knit jumpers being unravelled and then reknit into a single jumper, with lots of machine clicky-clacky noises and whirrs

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I wish depression were an emergency. I wish someone could take one look at how sick I am and go “oh my god, we need to get you to a hospital!” and then when we get there I get rushed into surgery and the surgeons say “it’s a good thing you brought her here when you did, this is a seriously advanced case” and then they put me under and spend the next ten hours pulling metres of long, sticky black strands of gunk out of my body, throwing it immediately into an incinerator so that it can’t infect anyone else. And then they could stitch me back up and I could rest a few days, and when I leave the hospital everyone can see how much better I am and they congratulate me saying “well done, you’ve been so brave, I’m so glad you’re ok. I love you.”