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This.Is.Kristen.

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Trying to motivate myself to paint again because I haven’t in so long and I want to, I always really liked this one.

Playful Form II, 2013 Kristen Fiumecaldo

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“ It’s always surprising to me how many young women think they have to be perfect. I rarely meet a young man who doesn’t think he already is. ”

—     Hillary Clinton speaking at Simmons Leadership Conference
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In fact, it is fair to say that whether it intends to or not, the whole world is conspiring to keep you silent; do not party to this cabal.

This does not mean that you ought to make a nuisance or menace of yourself- it is only to say that it is important to wonder, and sometimes you might want to do this out loud. This does not mean you should go through life in a manic talking spree, but if something feels very wrong to you or, better still, if something seems just right, do not let the moment pass you by, unremarked, evanescent. I think what I am trying to say is something like seize the day, only a little more fanciful.

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Elizabeth Wurtzel, Radical Sanity: Commonsense Advice for the Uncommon Women 

 

“ Everything is temporary. ”

—    3 words that completely changed my life once I fully accepted them (via mandolinaes)

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artpedia:

Lise SarfatiFrom the series ‘She’, 2007. 

Lise Sarfati has lived and worked in the United States since 2003. She has realised six important series of photographs there. They have been followed by exhibitions and publications. Each of her works makes clear the identity of an approach focused on the intensity of the rapport established with the person photographed, and of that person with the context. A vision in which the individual is environment, a map outlining a perilous cultural geography. The richness of perception is constructed without effects. The compositions are flawless in the simplicity and unity of the image - the style tends to be elementary and clean, avoiding all qualifications, but the traits of each thing and each person trace a hundred thousand folds. The dimension of the interplay of postures is that of a solemn immaturity: the scenery formed by the people and places is the silent crumpling of a dream in which each risks his or her skin. A feminine seduction tinged with fateful coincidences; the beauty of the adolescents looks like a magic spell. Their solitude and strangeness in the world turn the image into an echo chamber inhabited by the photographer, her subject and the viewer.