on being. courtesans. reefer. illusion. dinner & existential angst

It’s knowing you are.
Not trying to be.

It’s knowing you always were.
But you never realized it.

– Sosanni V

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Are we really aware of time spent or time wasted on efforts of ‘trying’ to ‘be’?

To be what?

To be attractive? successful? desirable?

Are these ‘goals’ even real?

Does attractiveness actually exist?

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Figurative Abstraction

rapunzel. phallic tower. misogyny. sorceress. loneliness.

“…The thing about Rapunzel is the sorceress is depicted as crone-like and cruel, hoarding her vegetables, terrorizing her neighbors, forcing them to surrender their infant daughter to her, a daughter she locks inside a stair-less tower once she reaches puberty. I can’t help but think about how the sorceress was also trapped, not inside a tower, but behind the high wall that surrounded her property. How she first locks Rapunzel inside that phallic tower, but then exiles her again when she discovers she has fallen in love with a prince, snuck him up to her room, and gotten pregnant.
In the forest, Rapunzel gives birth to twins alone in the woods. Before we even get to interpreting that tower as a representation of the ways we live inside misogyny, we might see those walls as proof society has always needed women to be lonely.”…

Locked in Rapunzel’s Tower: Reflections on the Art Monster and Women’s Loneliness by Amie Souza reilly. lit hub

on Ursula. society. visionary. literature.


Marian Wood Kolisch, Oregon State University Restored by Adam Cuerden, CC BY-SA 2.0

Excerpts from an interesting post about an interesting writer, Ursula Le Guin. Her work is exceptional.

“…She wrote science fiction and fantasy. Genres that, in the 1960s, were considered lowbrow. Pulp. Not “real literature.”
The literary establishment dismissed her as a “genre writer.”
But Ursula K. Le Guin was doing something revolutionary. “


“…She explored political systems, environmental collapse, colonialism, cultural anthropology, Taoist philosophy, coming-of-age, the nature of power.
She refused to write simple heroes and villains. Her worlds were complex, morally ambiguous, psychologically sophisticated.
And she did it all in genres the literary establishment dismissed as childish escapism.”

“…The literary establishment ignored her for decades because she wrote “genre fiction.”
Then they realized she’d been writing masterpieces all along.
Ursula K. Le Guin once said she chose to write in “despised, marginal” genres because they were “excluded from critical, academic, canonical supervision, leaving the artist free.”

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On queued thoughts, Frida, fortitude, erudites & trauma.

I poured my coffee and opened the day’s deliveryβ€”a fresh harvest in my inbox.

Stacks of printed words and queued thoughts itching to be read.

Then, many scrolls later, I strayed off the beaten path, as usual, and into the web’s untamed thickets.

This caught my attention. An article in The Marginalian.

Maria Popova’s journal is one of my favorite subscribed reads. She is Brilliant.

In this article, Popova illuminated Frida’s inner fortitude. She possessed immense inner strength to endure her constant suffering and trauma.

Maria Popova skillfully revealed Frida’s vulnerability and pointed out the challenges that tortured her. Something I feel that was overshadowed in the public eye by her intense creativity and rebellious personality.

Frida.

Isabella & the Pot of Basil

I came across this find perusing the web.

William Holman Hunt – Isabella and the Pot of Basil, 1867

William Holman Hunt. I came across his story and his works.

An amazing artist who lived quite a controversial life.

What moved me?

The colors.

The textures.

The realism. Intense.

Hard to believe it’s a painting.