Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a little.
To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.
the distinction between “crafts” and “fine art” is probably driven by misogyny and the devaluation of women’s labor
art forms that have traditionally been practiced by women like embroidery are devalued and called just “crafts” while art forms that women historically were mostly barred from (painting, sculpture) are “fine art”
It’s also driven by racism in Western art appreciation courses in my experience. African art tends to be viewed as crafts rather than fine art, especially when it’s art that can have functional uses in households.
also prob none of those “fine artists” wanted to see how heinous they’d look in a portrait done by a woman
Art of Almost | Wilco
Ok, this is the best Wilco album since Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, and this is a killer album opener. Probably my favorite song on the whole thing too. Anyway, if you are a fan, this is a really interesting new song.
Wilco loves us baby.
glenn kotche, drum me to sleep
don’t want to make a fb post about this for various reasons but i just got accepted to Delaware’s English Ph.D program and my life is actually coming together and no longer seems like a 20-car pileup on a damp backroad in an abandoned midwestern shantytown
currently bumping #hottrax
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