Dog and Priest [1978] Alex Colville Acrylic polymer emulsion on hardboard 52 x 90 cm
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Dog and Priest [1978] Alex Colville Acrylic polymer emulsion on hardboard 52 x 90 cm

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I've had trouble tracking down the original photographers, but these mostly appear to be pictures of the blast furnaces in Belgium (called things like Haut-Fourneau 4/6/B etc.); here are some other pictures of HFB, of HF4 Charlenoi, and some of HF6 Seraing, by other urban explorers. the first picture is probably cables for an arc furnace, I saw one Instagram post claim it was in Canada but it didn't seem to be the original.
secondhand time: the last of the soviets, by svetlana alexeivich
[He didnât like being questioned⌠He had this bravado⌠always trying to make light of everything⌠this prisonerâs habit of hiding everything serious behind jokes. The bar is higher for them. For instance, he never said the word âfreedomââ it was always âthe outsideâ. âHere I am on the outside.â At rare moments, heâd tell storiesâŚ. But heâd tell them so vividly, so avidlyâŚ. I could just feel the happiness heâd taken out of there: like when heâd gotten his hands on some tire scraps and tied them to his felt boots. When they were transferred, he was so happy to have them! Another time, theyâd gotten half a sack of potatoesâŚ. And somewhere âon the outside,â while they were working⌠somebody had given him a big hunk of meat. That night, in the boiler room, they made soup: âAnd it was just so good! So wonderful!â When they released him, they gave him a reparation payment for his father. They told him, âWe owe you for the house, the furnitureâŚâ It ended up being a lot of money. He bought a new suit, a new shirt, new shoes, a camera, and went out to the best restaurant in Moscow, the National, where he ordered the most expensive things on the menu, and cognac, and coffee with their signature dessert. At the end, when heâd eaten his fill, he asked someone to take a picture of him at the happiest moment of his life. âThen, when I got back to my apartment,â he recalled, âI caught myself thinking that I didnât feel any happiness. In that suit, with that camera⌠Why wasnât there any happiness? At that moment, the tires and that soup in the boiler room came back to meâ now that was real happiness.â And weâd try to examine itâŚ. likeâŚ. what makes happiness? He wouldnât have given up his years in the camp for anything in the worldâŚ. he wouldnât have changed a thing about his lifeâŚ. That was his secret treasure trove, his wealth. He was in the camps from when he was sixteen until he was almost thirty.⌠Count that upâŚ. I asked him, âBut what if theyâd never arrested you?â Heâd make jokes to avoid answering. âI would have been an idiot zooming around in a bright red sports car. The latest model.â Only at the end⌠the very end, when he was in hospitalâŚ. For the first time, he discussed it with me in earnest. âItâs like when you go to the theater. From your seat in the audience, you see a beautiful fairy taleâ a carefully decorated set, brilliant actors, mysterious light, but when you go backstageâŚ. As soon as you step into the wings, you see broken planks, rags, unfinished and abandoned canvases⌠empty vodka bottles, food scraps. Thereâs no fairy tale. Itâs dark and filthyâŚ. Itâs like Iâd been taken backstage⌠Do you understand?â]
the secret to being a good dom is you have to authentically be totally unthreatened, and that's kind of an impossible barrier for most cishet men who are drawn to sexual control dynamics. such is life.
here's a secret: whatever you're doing, you have to root for your peers with all your heart because it forces you to root for yourself too. I've seen people in various spheres of my life (workplaces, education, art, activism) fall into the trap of envy and resentment when they see others succeed while they struggle, and it always always goes hand in hand with them pulling back and giving up and stagnating.
when you let yourself get sour grapes about shit, you tacitly give up on yourself. when you sit around hoping other people will flop and fail so you can catch up to them, you stop trying. it's a fantasy of mediocrity, the vain wish that other people would walk so you could take the gold medal at a jog. wouldn't you rather come last place at 27mph?

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Those inside/outside drawings of elk... obsessed
you think that you're so alone in the world then you read literature from hundreds of years ago and you realize that nobody in the world has every felt like this youâre fuucked
"What does this have to do with politics??" *Posts soviet suprematist painter Malevich*
When, in the year 1913, in my desperate attempt to free art from the ballast of objectivity, I took refuge in the square form and exhibited a picture which consisted of nothing more than a black square on a white field, the critics and, along with them, the public sighed, "Everything which we loved is lost. We are in a desert. . . . Before us is nothing but a black square on a white background!" "Withering" words were sought to drive off the symbol of the "desert" so that one might behold on the "dead square" the beloved likeness of "reality" ( "true objectivity" and a spiritual feeling). The square seemed incomprehensible and dangerous to the critics and the public... and this, of course, was to be expected. The ascent to the heights of nonobjective art is arduous and painful... but it is nevertheless rewarding. The familiar recedes ever further and further. into the background... The contours of the objective world fade more and more and so it goes, step by step, until finally the world-"everything we loved and by which we have lived" becomes lost to sight. No more "likeness of reality," no idealistic images-nothing but a desert! But this desert is filled with the spirit of nonobjective sensation which pervades everything. Even I was gripped by a kind of timidity bordering on fear when it came to leaving "the world of will and idea," in which I had lived and worked and in the reality of which I had believed. But a blissful sense of liberating nonobjectivity drew me forth into the "desert," where nothing is real except feeling... and so feeling became the substance of my life. This was no "empty square" which I had exhibited but rather the feeling of nonobjectivity. I realized that the "thing" and the "concept" were substituted for feeling and understood the falsity of the world of will and idea. Is a milk bottle, then, the symbol of milk? Suprematism is the rediscovery of pure art which, in the course of time, had become obscured by the accumulation of "things." It appears to me that, for the critics and the public, the painting of Raphael, Rubens, Rembrandt, etc., has become nothing more than a conglomeration of countless "things," which conceal its true value the feeling which gave rise to it. The virtuosity of the objective representation is the only thing admired. If it were possible to extract from the works of the great masters the feeling expressed in them-the actual artistic value, that is-and to hide this away, the public, along with the critics and the art scholars, would never even miss it. So it is not at all strange that my square seemed empty to the public. If one insists on judging an art work on the basis of the virtuosity of the objective representation-the verisimilitude of the illusion and thinks he sees in the objective representation itself a symbol of the inducing emotion, he will never partake of the gladdening content of a work of art.
Suprematism
Kasimir Malevich, 1927
ЧиŃŃŃĐš ĐŃаŃĐ˝ŃĐš ĐŚĐ˛ĐľŃ (Pure Red Color)
A. Rodchenko, 1921
And so the Constructivists working with the surface plane, despite themselves, confirmed the representational, of which their constructions were an element. And when the artist really wanted to get rid of representation, he achieved this only at the cost of destroying painting and only at the cost of destroying himself as a painter. I am referring to the canvas which Rodchenko offered to the attention of an astonished public at one of this season's exhibitions [5x5 = 25, 1921]. This was a smallish, almost square canvas painted entirely in a single red colour. This canvas is extremely significant for the evolution of artistic forms which art has undergone in the last ten years. It is not merely a stage which can be followed by new ones but it represents the last and final step of a long journey, the last word, after which painting must become silent, the last 'picture' made by an artist. This canvas eloquently demonstrates that painting as a figurative art - which it has always been - is outdated. If Malevich's Black Square on a White Background, despite the poverty of its artistic meaning, did contain some painterly idea which the author called 'economy', 'the fifth dimension', then Rodchenko's canvas, which is devoid of any content, is a meaningless, dumb and blind wall. However, as a link in the chain of development, viewed not as a self-contained value (which it isn't) but as a stage in evolution, it is historically significant and 'marks an epoch.â
From the Easel to the Machine
Nikolai Tarabukhin, 1922
⌠the evolution of colonial silviculture [in Uttarakhand] mirrored the history of German forestry, from which it claimed a direct lineage, where the âdevelopment of scientific sylviculture and of positivist criminology were two sides of the same coin: one studying yield and the other the endemic (âmoralâ as they would say) obstacles to that yield.â
The silvicultural agenda of colonial foresters working in the Himalaya was the transformation of mixed forests of conifers and broad-leaved species into pure strands of commercially valuable conifers. this manipulation of a delicate and imperfectly understood ecosystem was further complicated by the competing demands exercised on the forest by the peasantry even if the assertion of the forest by the state redefined customer use as forest âcrimeâ, it could not, within the framework of colonial administration, completely eliminate âillegalâ use by peasants. Like the German counterpart, colonial foresters had therefore to overcome the social obstacles to sustained yield. Faced with a set of constraints that were both ecological as well as social, British foresters arrived at two mutually reinforcing solutions and instrumental level, they carefully regulated peasant access by restricting it to areas of forest not deemed commercially profitable. While completely forbidden to enter areas under commercial working, peasants were by no means at liberty to use the rest of the forest at will. The detailed provisions of the 1878 act sharply defined (and delimited) the amount of fuel, fodder, etc. each family was allowed to take from the forest. at the same time, the punitive sanctions of the act were strong deterrence to its transgressions at a deeper epic level. The language of scientific forestry worked to justify the shift towards commercial working. The terms âvaluableâ and âdesirableâ and the prefix âinferiorâ, used mainly to refer to oaks, bear no relation to ecological and other functions of species thus described may perform for the surrounding countryside. By a similar act of redefinition, one that rested on the prior usurpation of âlegalâ rights of ownership by the state, many uses the forest were designated its enemies. Thus the management profile of each forest division, the so-called âworking plansâ, while indicating possible sources of injury to the forest crop, includes men in the same category as natural hazards and wild animals.
[âŚ] The strategies forged by forestry science and legislation manipulated agrarian practices by carefully regulating the intrusion and exclusion of âmanâ, classified in the terminology of forestry science as one of the âenemiesâ of the forest. Not surprisingly the dislocation of agrarian practices that follow the imposition of state monopoly was to have far reaching consequences.
- ramachandra guha, the unquiet woods: ecological change and peasant resistance in the himalaya (emphasis mine)
âWhen I encounter a character in a story, whom I have to live with for more than a certain number of pages, by St. Marx and St. Engels, I want to know where the money comes from that buys the characterâs food and shelter â if the character requires any. [âŚ] Thereâs no class, from the upper to the lower, that doesnât benefit from learning to ask that question. And thereâs no writer who isnât made a more aware person by playing with the various ways of suggesting the answer â and suggesting is far more interesting than stating â in his or her texts.â
â Samuel R. Delany, âThe Phil Leggiere Interviewâ

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i think a lot of people HAVE already done the reframing from self-discipline by rigid rules -> what's actually making the task hard for me and why do i want to do it anyway like i don't think this is a thought process most people are unfamiliar with. the problem is that often the answer is i actually DON'T want to do the task, it does nothing for me and is required as part of an ongoing process of economic extraction and political oppression that i am forced to live through and would truly rather not. and this is a pretty bleak thing to think and often it's more self-soothing in a certain way to fall back on the narrative of individual pathological failure: i have a diseased will, i must beat it into submission
Maria Prymachenko (Ukrainian self-taught artist, 1909-1997)
Winged Horse (This Maria Drew Animals) 1936 (gouache on paper)
Petroglyphs of Sikachi-Alyan, Nanaian village
Deer friends thousands of years apart
Elk-figure from Ă skollen, Drammen, Norway.
Petroglyph of Sikachi-Alyan under the snow
photograph by Sophie Ristelhueber
Untitled (Versailles)
Order within the classical Chinese world view is âimmanentalââindwelling in things themselvesâlike the grain in wood, like striations in stone, like the cadence of the surf, like the veins in a leaf. The classical Chinese believed that the power of creativity resides in the world itself, and that the order and regularity this world evidences is not derived from or imposed upon it by some independent, activating power, but inheres in the world. Change and continuity are equally âreal.â
The world, then, is the efficient cause of itself. It is resolutely dynamic, autogenerative, self-organizing, and in a real sense, alive. This one world is constituted as a sea of châi âpsychophysical energy that disposes itself in various concentrations, configurations, and perturbations. The intelligible pattern that can be discerned and mapped from each different perspective within the world is tao âa âpathwayâ that can, in varying degrees, be traced out to make oneâs place and oneâs context coherent. Tao is, at any given time, both what the world is, and how it is. In this tradition, there is no final distinction between some independent source of order, and what it orders. There is no determinative beginning or teleological end. The world and its order at any particular time is self-causing, âso-of-itselfâ (tzu-jan) . It is for this reason Confucius would say that âIt is the person who extends order in the world (tao) , not order that extends the person.â Truth, beauty, and goodness as standards of order are not âgivensââthey are historically emergent, something done, a cultural product.
The âtwo-worldâ order of classical Greece has given our tradition a theoretical basis for objectivity âthe possibility of standing outside and taking a wholly external view of things. Objectivity allows us to decontextualize things as âobjectsâ in our world. By contrast, in the âthis worldâ of classical China, instead of starting abstractly from some underlying, unifying, and originating principle, we begin from our own specific place within the world. Without objectivity, âobjectsâ dissolve into the flux and flow, and existence becomes a continuous, uninterrupted process. Each of us is invariably experiencing the world as one perspective within the context of many. Since there is only this world, we cannot get outside of it. From the always unique place one occupies within the continuum of classical China, one interprets the order of the world around one as contrastive âthisesâ and âthatsâââthis personâ and âthat personââmore or less proximate to oneself. Since each and every person or thing or event in the field of existence is perceived from some position or other, and hence is continuous with the position that entertains it, each thing is related to and a condition of every other. All human relationships are continuous from ruler and subject to friend and friend, relating everyone as an extended âfamily.â Similarly, all âthings,â like all members of a family, are correlated and interdependent. Every thing is what it is at the pleasure of everything else. Whatever can be predicated of one thing or one person is a function of a network of relationships, all of which conspire to give it its role and to constitute its place and its definition. A father is âthisâ good father by virtue of the quality of the relationships that locate him in this role and the deference of âtheseâ children and âthatâ mother, who all sustain him in it.
Because all things are unique, there is no strict notion of identity in the sense of some self-same identical characteristic that makes all members of a class or category or species the same. For example, there is no essential defining featureâno divinely endowed soul, rational capacity, or natural locus of rightsâthat makes all human beings equal. In the absence of such equality that would make us essentially the same, the various relationships that define one thing in relation to another tend to be hierarchical and contrastive: bigger or smaller, more noble or more base, harder or softer, stronger or weaker, more senior or more junior. Change in the quality of relationships between things always occurs on a continuum as movement between such polar oppositions. The general and most basic language for articulating such correlations among things is metaphorical: In some particular aspect at some specific point in time, one person or thing is âovershadowedâ by another; that is, made yin to anotherâs yang . Literally, yin means âshadyâ and yang means âsunny,â defining in the most general terms those contrasting and hierarchical relationships that constitute indwelling order and regularity.
It is important to recognize the interdependence and correlative character of the yin/yang kind of polar opposites, and to distinguish this contrastive tension from the dualistic opposition implicit in the vocabulary of the classical Greek world we explored above, where one primary member of a set such as Creator stands independent of and is more ârealâ than the world He creates. The implications of this difference between dualism and polar contrast are fundamental and pervasive.
- Introduction to the Robert Ames Translation of Sun Tzu: The Art of Warfare

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Mutual fascination is always a risky business. Lacan suggests that it is the consequence of an imaginary identification in which the self strives to incorporate the other in an act as aggressive as it is loving. It is never clear who, snake or snake charmer, is mesmerized by whom.
Elizabeth Grosz, Jacques Lacan: A feminist introduction