kaiidth

"This single-weave basket is inspired by traditional Cherokee ones but rather than being woven with white oak splints, it is woven from splints created from X-rays and frosted vellum paper. Two LED lights are placed inside this piece: when the lights are off, the Cherokee basket pattern of “Mountains” is evident, linking these children with their homelands. But when the lights are on, the bone images are visible, referencing human remains. The names of the buried students in the [Carlisle Indian School] cemetery (including 13 "Unknown") are hand written on the vellum. The shape of the basket is also a familiar Cherokee one called a "coffin" shape." [x]

early 1900s handmade bookmark

getting his picture taken

riso constellations 💫 noctua & corvus

fly high papa von karma 🕊️ EDIT SOMEBODY SAID FLY LOW 😭😭😭😭😭😭

i've been saving this in my inbox for months because i don't feel like i have the words to match this. it's a shameful breach of my humility to answer yes, yes i do consider myself an intelligent and sensitive pervert. i love how you worded that. this is like a therapist's screening question.

the blonde on blonde violence is such a clear vision to me that it’s annoying that I can’t be a witness to history book level chart terrorism between two serial killers

they would be forced to take one white knuckle photo together and then both crop the other out for their instagram grid post

MutualArt

Plains Bison | Bryan Maynes

When you were looking for a voice to meld with yours, to guide your steps and tell your story, whose did you choose? Your blueprint of the self has been pieced together with scraps—innuendos in old books on library shelves, lyrics in the liner notes of CD's, a PDF of Stone Butch Blues, xerox-copied until the letters are blurred and shaky. You taught yourself to knot a tie, give yourself a haircut in the bathroom mirror, roll up the sleeves of your t-shirt for cigarettes you won't smoke. Listen—there's something you can hold onto, in that voice on the radio, reaching out to show you a door, a road… a world remade through desperate, romantic dreams.