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"Bea says that the art of reading is slowly dying, that it’s an intimate ritual, that a book is a..."

Mon, 17 Jun 2013 22:48:57 -0400

“Bea says that the art of reading is slowly dying, that it’s an intimate ritual, that a book is a mirror that offers us only what we already carry inside us, that when we read, we do it with all our heart and mind, and great readers are becoming more scarce by the day.”

- Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind (via isaboutwords)

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pocproblems: Book Description Publication Date: July 28, 2008...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 04:45:09 -0400

pocproblems:

Book Description

Publication Date: July 28, 2008 | Age Range: 4 - 7 years

Alvina has two grannies: Grannie Vero from Trinidad and Grannie Rose from England. When Alvina’s parents go on vacation, both grannies arrive to look after Alvina. But the two grannies have two very different ideas about what to eat, what to play, even what stories to tell. The grannies get angrier and angrier with each other, but Alvina devises a plan so that each granny can have her own way — or so she hopes! This sweet, funny story about tolerance and understanding reminds children that no matter how great the differences may seem, there’s always room for common ground.

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<3 Intersectionality, biraciality, and child strength/ingenuity in children’s books!

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pinoy-culture: aineeething: Even legends take a coffee...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 04:41:57 -0400

pinoy-culture:

aineeething:

Even legends take a coffee break.

Apo Whang-Od, well known mambabatok, (tattoo artist), and the last one among the Kalinga. However despite what everyone says of her being the last one and when she dies the Kalinga tattooing tradition dies with her, that is false. She is currently training her young niece, Grace, whose strong interest in preserving the tattooing tradition among the Kalinga, a tradition that has died out over years of colonization among the rest of the Philippines especially among the Bisayans who were called the Pintados, “the Painted Ones”, by the Spaniards as they were known to be covered in tattoo’s all over their body, will keep the tradition alive.

Sometimes I wonder if I were to get a Filipino tattoo, would I just be another half-Filipino trying to show my roots? I knew a boy who was half-Filipino and the only Filipino thing about him…was the fact that he looked half-Asian-ish. Tattooing a bootleg sun on your arm doesn’t prove shit, I thought to myself. Plus the fact that his father was one of the major benefactors of the 2008 economic crisis brought up another issue I had with him.

I guess I know what the answer is - either way, if you decide for other people, it’s for them. The only way to be okay with it is to decide for myself. LE SIGH. This has been a feelings post.

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lickypickystickyme: dduane:brain-food: Hospital rebrands...

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 04:30:42 -0400

lickypickystickyme:

dduane:brain-food:

Hospital rebrands chemotherapy as DC-themed “superformula” for kids

Chemotherapy is never fun, but A.C.Camargo Cancer Center in São Paulo is trying to make it easier for children to accept the treatment. They’re rebranding the treatment as “superformula” and using comics to help kids understand chemo.

Buzzfeed’s Copyranter blog explains that the cancer center is working with ad agency JWT, which also works with Warner Bros. The idea was to help children believe in the power of chemotherapy to make them ultimately better. They’re not just covering the chemo cases with superhero logos; they’re also giving pediatric cancer patients comic books in which the heroes experience something similar to cancer and must receive a similar treatment formulated by doctors. And in the comics, the cases for the treatment bags look just like the cases the kids get over their own chemo bags.

This is fabulous.

Brasil!

lickypickystickyme: it was bound to happen…. best response...

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 03:41:40 -0400

lickypickystickyme:

it was bound to happen….

best response ever from the females!!

angryasiangirlsunited: shout out to all the asian girls who have ever had a white boyfriend who...

Wed, 05 Jun 2013 02:45:37 -0400

angryasiangirlsunited:

shout out to all the asian girls who have ever had a white boyfriend who didn’t get it

shout out to all the asian girls who were enamored by blue eyes and long hair and skinny jeans and an engaging smile, an eagerness to learn all society taught them to be attracted to

shout out to all the asian girls who felt desired, adored, sexually empowered and gratified, and then shamed for it

shout out to all the asian girls who thought he’d understand when they told him about the whistles and catcalls, the “nihao, sweetie”s

the nail salon jokes

the blow job quips

“are you two sisters?”

shout out to all the asian girls who ever had the term “reverse racism” thrown in their faces

shout out to all the asian girls who feel suckered, who were made to think everything was their fault, the ones who’s points were derailed and voices were silenced

shout out to all the asian girls who were told they were too angry, too unreasonable, too emotional

“maybe if you made a more professional argument, I’d be more inclined to listen”

shout out to all the asian girls who loved so hard and so freely, who made their bodies places of solace, only to never get it in return

an awkward silence

“I don’t know what you want me to say.”

nothing. shout out to all the asian girls who wanted justice, but got nothing

shout out to all the asian girls who know those white boys aren’t mourning for them

shout out to all the asian girls who are sick of having their grief made into caricatures

made out to be madame butterflies miss saigons and china dolls

fuck that noise

I’m mourning for you.

I have justice for you.

even worse when it was your asian bf. wtf?!

adriantomineprints: “A.C.” Originally published in the Summer...

Thu, 30 May 2013 06:29:44 -0400

adriantomineprints:

“A.C.”
Originally published in the Summer 2011 issue of In The City.
paper size: 18” x 24”, image size: 14” x 20”
giclée print on 290 gsm Moab Entrada Natural fine art paper using Epson Ultrachrome inks
open edition, signed by the artist
$250

Available for sale here.

Just finished his book, Shortcomings. Love.

new york city, center of the universe.

Thu, 30 May 2013 06:00:45 -0400

it’s getting harder and harder to leave friends who love me here. even harder when i think about how much time is left with my family.

“it would be good to have you home.” - 1:30 PM
“it’s time to come back now.” - 3:30 PM
“so is this the time you’ll tell me that you will stay for good?” - 5:00 PM

also, it was so funny because all day today i was trying to do some mean mugging and walk really fast in the streets and all these transplants were just getting out of my way and i was feeling pretty good about it and then it was a really sunny day and then i noticed how beautifully everyone was dressed so i just stopped and thought, man, am i doing this to “prove” how new york i am? and then after that, i still zoomed pretty fast across the sidewalk but sans the scowl and felt even better about enjoying the day and arrived to my destination with an extra sunny disposition. [i feel i should also add that i’ve been being treated to cupcakes lately and today was no exception. these two are probably related.]

so i don’t know. i’ve done a lot of things this year already [useless late night reading up on my facebook has caused me to do some introspective analysis] and maybe it would be good for a rest. my time in asia has allowed me to experience so, so, so much. am wondering now if it’s time to bring that energy back to new york? [i should also add that i went to the awesome yelp queens party tonight with my sister and realized how much i missed queens and even saw 2 old friends and then made some more friends so that was fantastic and free and delicious]

aaand i miss bookstores. was in strand for literally 10 minutes and walked away with no savings for the rest of the week. up at 6 in the morning reading a comic book watching the sunrise and well, you know all the rest.

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casa-de-los-suenos: (via http://www.piccsy.com)

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:07:26 -0400

casa-de-los-suenos:

(via http://www.piccsy.com)

lets-make-love-baby: Freedom

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:05:05 -0400

lets-make-love-baby:

Freedom

kcwchan: Molecular Science Building - Lyons Architects

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:05:01 -0400

kcwchan:

Molecular Science Building - Lyons Architects

city-of-vultures: “Falling Off The Workout Wagon” Marcos Chin ...

Tue, 21 May 2013 23:00:50 -0400

city-of-vultures:

“Falling Off The Workout Wagon”

Marcos Chin (United States) via Curioos

"1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 10:00:14 -0400

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1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It will not be beautiful. It will not be brave. It will be selfish. It will be broken. Your mother will cry.

2. Don’t write for him. Write for you. Write for others like you. Write so the girl that thinks about stepping in front of public transportation doesn’t. Don’t be selfish.

3. When you will yourself to sleep and it doesn’t come- get up. It doesn’t matter that it’s 3 am. There will be other 3 am’s. Take a shower. Take two. Wash him out of your hair. Write a poem. Read the same book you’ve read 202 times again. The 203rd time might tell you something different. Don’t stay in bed- you will think about the bus again.

4. Don’t kiss him because he’s broken. Don’t kiss him because his laughter never reaches his eyes. Don’t try and fix him. Fix yourself first. Be selfish. He can’t save you.

5. Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.

6. Dress up and wear red lipstick and get drunk with your friends. They’re the ones that will pick you up. Don’t kiss him. Or him. Don’t fall asleep on strange couches with strange boys. When his hand slides up your dress walk away. Hit him. Don’t kiss him. He can’t save you.

7. Get another tattoo. Get five more. Get another hole in your ear. Don’t listen to your dad. You will still be able to get a job. Did you really want to be employed by someone like your father? Haven’t you had enough of judgmental old white men anyway? Get fuck you tattooed in tiny letters on your hip.

8. When you feel the yearning for a new city- start over. Take 200 bucks and a three suitcases. Work anywhere that will have you. Meet strange people and forget your name. Call yourself Ruby. No one will know the difference. Remember to call your mother. Don’t be selfish. Come home when you find yourself in the strangers and the small one bedroom apartment.

9. Don’t whisper evil things into your own ear. Other people are going to shout them at you. Be your own hero. Keep a sword on your key ring.

10. Don’t step in front of a city bus. It will not be beautiful. Live. Stay up all night with a boy that promises you everything and means it. Live. See shitty local bands with a friend. Wear a different band’s t-shirt. No one will care. Live. Have a baby girl with tiny fingers and tiny toes someday. Pour love into her until it’s overflowing. Live. Wake up. Staying in bed all day is not poetic.

Live. Live.

Live.

Do you hear that? It’s me. It’s your life. Wake up.

”

- (via lofticriess)