Of Note

For that’s something I’ve always worried about in art—that I keep making things that don’t mean what I want them to mean.
— Larissa Pham, Agnes Martin Finds the Light That Gets Lost
Agnes Martin, "Untitled", 1965

Agnes Martin, "Untitled", 1965


How are you today? I'm changing up the format a little here due to some inspiration I've gathered around the web. One of the things I love about finding new blogs is being challenged to reevaluate the way my content communicates my intentions. I've experimented a lot with format, and I think I'm getting closer to where this space needs to be, what it needs to become. I think in order for it to truly feel engaging I have to work on aesthetic. I want there to be a more communal feel. I also want to delve more deeply and intimately into the subjects of what makes my life my own and how that can be communicated in universal ways. I want to be a thoughtful writer not merely a content creator. So I'm taking my strength in essays and reapplying it. It occurred to me some time ago that I've struggled so much with writing because I can't figure out what it is I'm trying to say. I've grown so uncertain of my voice, and I think now is the time to rectify that. If it's a matter of fearing writing, or fearing my voice through writing, then I think the answer is to write more, and aggressively. I'm not an aggressive person by nature. I'm placid, avoid conflict, pretend there aren't problems when there are. If I'm to be a writer at all, then the first thing to do is confront myself, challenge myself, ask things of myself that I've been too afraid to ask. That's where this blog is going — the hard places.


"The odds that Black women and women of color who are or are perceived to be in mental health crisis will experience violence, arrest, or involuntary commitment are compounded by perceptions of mental instability based on gender, gender nonconformity, and sexuality. Trans people and gender-nonconforming people have long been treated by medical professionals and law enforcement as mentally unstable, leading police to respond based on presumptions of volatility and irrationality that must be subdued with force." (Literary Hub)

 "For so long, the media coverage around sexual assault has focused overwhelmingly on exposing the men who are committing these crimes – and rightfully so. But in order to change the cycle of rape culture, we also need to engage men in this conversation by meeting them where they are and talking to them on their level." (Darling)

"Vision casts a direction. We may often envision what’s just over the horizon, but it is rare and countercultural to consciously take space and time to look further into the future. To look is to pause – neither of which drive consumption. In fact, most of what is sold to consumers relies on just the opposite: quick decisions and scarcity-based experiences. Be a revolutionary by looking and pausing." (The Fold Mag)

"Doctors viewed obtaining prescriptions, following a regimen, and watching out for side effects as the women’s expected duties—and theirs alone. The emotional and mental responsibilities that fall on women...further the gender inequality that created the initial imbalance. If access to contraception becomes more difficult, women will assume the greater burden." (The New Yorker)

"So while this kind of parenting may help protect girls physically, the research suggests that it also contributes to this feeling of vulnerability, that the world is a dangerous place. Because the message that sends to girls — encouraging them to be very cautious and always highlighting safety and danger — is that the world is a dangerous place, and that they can’t cope on their own. And that feeling of vulnerability of course is a core belief of anxiety as well." (The Cut)

"It’s not only the sky that is blue in this specific way. The light that gets lost is light that travels across distances, that gets scattered across that expanse of space and splits into color, like a burst of confetti or the spray of a waterfall. It’s the light that comes to us from afar, so places very high and very far appear to us as blue, too: places like distant cities or mountains or even the flat lip of a foggy horizon at sea. But that blue—that blue isn’t stored in those distant locations. And it isn’t stored in our eyes, either; we can’t carry it around with us, even if we buy thousands of tubes of cerulean. It’s in the distance between us and the place we observe, and that gives it its particular poignancy, because it’s a product of circumstance, never of active creation." (The Paris Review)


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Have a lovely weekend.