one thing you won't know until you experience it for yourself when you create art out of love is how it feels when people receive it with love. when you post a doodle and someone keeps it as their lockscreen, or when you write a story and someone tells you they were thinking about it all day, or when you post a poem and someone shares it with a touching caption. doesn't matter if it was objectively good or not. matters that someone spent time with it, that someone really, really liked it, and you made it. this kind of interaction, i think, it can really sustain you for weeks. it can sustain you through a lot of terrible things. its confirmation that you exist, and that (however briefly) your existence was appreciated by someone else through your art.
George: When me and Lockwood first started working together, I said we should put together a binder of information for the other in case something happened to one of us. My binder for Lockwood includes contact details for my family, a few of my recipes and instructions on where to find important legal documents.
Lucy: And what does Lockwood's say?
Lockwood: *Opens folder to reveal a note that says 'Find a way to blame Kipps'*
The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.
Sacheen Littlefeather has passed away on October 2nd 2022. While people remember her for her acceptance speech on behalf of Marlon Brando, know that she also ended the media blackout of the Wounded Knee occupation, won an Emmy & co-founded the American Indian AIDS Institute of San Francisco.
Joan of Arc Hears the Voices of Angels for the First Time
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[Joan of Arc, a young girl with dark hair and dark eyes, holds a bunch of lilies as angels speak to her for the first time. To her right Saint Catherine whispers in her ear- a woman wearing a violet robe, a headband, and carrying scrolls. She has a curly black hair, dark brown eyes, and a darker complexion, from the wound at her neck flows milk. To Joan’s left is Saint Margaret- she wears a magenta robe and braids in her hair. She carries a Shepard’s crook. She has a lighter complexion than Catherine, hazel eyes, and wavy black hair. Above Joan flies St. Michael, he has curly blue hair, a darker complexion, and eyes like a wring of fire. The same sparks the flow from his eyes, flow from Joan’s.]
[Princess Bubblegum and Marceline from adventure time are depicted as fairies. Princess bubblegums hair is in long braids, she wears a flower crown and a flower dress. Her wings are that of a pink butterfly. Marveline wears armbands and wristbands, a tight tank top, pants and boots made out of brown leaves and grass. She wears a sword at her side. She has the wings and antenna of a grey moth. Princess bubblegum touches Marcelines cheek lovingly as they float in a sunset sky.]