Kaori Muraji plays Satie’s Gnossienne No.1

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“If you don’t know history, it’s as if you were born yesterday.” - Howard Zinn (via Austin Kleon)

“If you don’t know history, it’s as if you were born yesterday.” - Howard Zinn (via Austin Kleon)

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Displaced Girl in Haiti (via Mercy Corps)

Displaced Girl in Haiti (via Mercy Corps)

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OLEG KOROLEV

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“God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant and the cat. He has no real style, He just goes on trying other things.” ~Pablo Picasso

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Blue Nude, c.1902 Poster

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Encounter

1..2..3! Pokot and flash - Kenya by Eric Lafforgue.

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“ The museum suffers from being a closed space in which works waste away. Painting, sculpture, music belong to the street, like the façades that contemplate us and come back to life when we greet them. Like life and love, learning is a continuous flow that enjoys the privilege of irrigating and fertilizing our sentient intelligence. Nothing is more contagious than creation. But the past also carries with it all the dross of our inhumanity. What should we do with it? A museum of horrors, of the barbarism of the past? ”

In Conversation with Raoul Vaneigem

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Asger Jorn

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Situationist International

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The End of the Economy and the Realization of Art

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W.H. Auden: 70 Years Ago

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W.H. Auden

I sit in one of the dives
On Fifty-second Street
Uncertain and afraid
As the clever hopes expire
Of a low dishonest decade:
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of the earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.

Accurate scholarship can
Unearth the whole offence
From Luther until now
That has driven a culture mad,
Find what occurred at Linz,
What huge imago made
A psychopathic god:
I and the public know
What all schoolchildren learn,
Those to whom evil is done
Do evil in return.

Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
About Democracy,
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analysed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief:
We must suffer them all again.

Into this neutral air
Where blind skyscrapers use
Their full height to proclaim
The strength of Collective Man,
Each language pours its vain
Competitive excuse:
But who can live for long
In an euphoric dream;
Out of the mirror they stare,
Imperialism’s face
And the international wrong.

Faces along the bar
Cling to their average day:
The lights must never go out,
The music must always play,
All the conventions conspire
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home;
Lest we should see where we are,
Lost in a haunted wood,
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good.

The windiest militant trash
Important Persons shout
Is not so crude as our wish:
What mad Nijinsky wrote
About Diaghilev
Is true of the normal heart;
For the error bred in the bone
Of each woman and each man
Craves what it cannot have,
Not universal love
But to be loved alone.

From the conservative dark
Into the ethical life
The dense commuters come,
Repeating their morning vow;
‘I will be true to the wife,
I’ll concentrate more on my work,’
And helpless governors wake
To resume their compulsory game:
Who can release them now,
Who can reach the dead,
Who can speak for the dumb?

All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die.

Defenseless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.

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Fallen Princesses

SnowyRapunzel  IINot so Little Riding HoodBelleJasmine at war

By Dina GoldStein

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Complicated Shadows

Frustration Attraction

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Study finds pirates 10 times more likely to buy music | Music | guardian.co.uk

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Marijuana Advocates Point to Signs of Change

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Too Old for Foster Care, and Facing the Recession


Even in boom times, young people who become too old for the foster-care system often struggle to make it on their own, lacking families, job skills or adequate educations. Now, the recession has made the challenges of life after foster care even more formidable, especially for those seeking federal housing vouchers, which are contingent on having an income. [Michael Smith will turn 21 in August, and his foster care benefits will expire. He has been searching for work since October. (G. Paul Burnett/The New York Times)]Michael Smith will turn 21 in August, and his foster care benefits will expire. He has been searching for work since October. (G. Paul Burnett/The New York Times) Since the beginning of this year, the city’s Administration for Children’s Services has been providing letters to those about to leave the foster care system, certifying that they are likely to be eligible for public assistance and thus easing the application process when they are ready. Yet, many child-welfare advocates worry that a growing number will still end up homeless. “They get a lot of resources until they’re 21, and then essentially none,” said James J. Golden, the executive director of the Edwin Gould Academy in East Harlem, which provides housing exclusively to former foster children. “It’s like falling off a cliff for some of them.”

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