Easy does it
Lindsey Wixson photographed by Raf Stahelin for Vogue Korea April 2013
Errance poétique autour de la représentation, le Mélanie de Simon Dumais est un livre étrange et très réussi, un ovni dans le monde littéraire de la saison. L’auteur va dériver autour de certains clichés photographiques qu’il a pris d’une ancienne amoureuse et qu’il a perdus, en y insérant une réflexion pertinente sur l’art de la représentation autant graphique que textuelle. Le projet est clairement défini au départ : « Si je quitte maintenant la femme de la photographie - avec qui j’ai vécu - et que j’essaie de saisir les contours d’un personnage de fiction - disons Mélanie, du Désert mauve de Nicole Brossard -, quelle serait pour moi la différence ? L’une existe-t-elle plus que l’autre ? » Beau défi s’il en est que celui de nous proposer d’entrer dans l’univers d’une auteure, sans peut-être jamais avoir lu l’oeuvre originale. —
À la recherche de Mélanie | Le Devoir
I AM SO PROUD OF SIMON!!!
self-portrait (in front of neighbour’s house, sunday, just before sunset)
talking/sharing advertisements on social media: in the past month, there have been two notable cases* where the people i follow online have shared either posts that talk about advertisements, or the actual advertisement itself - with relatively little personal commentary. i’m talking dozens of people, a fairly good chunk of my online social circle (for context, i’ve got about 500 facebook friends).
someone recently asked me (in person) what i thought of it, and i realized i am so fucking done with talking about advertisements online. ask me in person, at a dinner table, whatever, i’ll be more than happy to let you know what i think. but in front of a computer screen? it tends to fill me with so much useless anger and frustration that it is a complete waste of time to articulate those frustrations… and only draws more attention to aforementioned advertisement. that’s a solution for me, personally, BUT it is far from “a” solution.
where is the middle ground where we can be critical of the advertisements we are forced to consume on a regular basis, or where we are feeding into the very beast we are fighting? or do people just not think about how we consume ads via youtube/facebook/online in general because it’s different and often far more subversive than billboards, television screens, posters?
(this is why i wish there was more critical feminist/leftist satire out)
*yes this is about that stupid fucking dove real beauty bullshit and i really don’t get why so many people think that ad about child abuse “that can only be seen by children” is so a) good?! do you know SHIT about child abuse?! and b) technologically savvy?
(also i love how my purple has faded)
look at how cute i was! thinking of cutting my bangs short like this again…
cat lady + fear this queer
mtl needed this
…I’m hopping off of the carousel. Actually, it started to feel more like a treadmill. Fashion blogging has changed immensely since I first set out in 2006. Back then, I swore up and down that I would never show my face, let alone divulge my full name, on these here interwebs. Back in those days, all I did was write. Nowadays, I think most people hear ‘fashion blogger’ and think that you are a person who takes photos of yourself every day. I never set out to be that person. Yet somehow I became that person. And it’s really not my thing anymore.
Everything gelled at once. The not shopping, the deaths of hundreds because everyone wants to eat their marbles faster and faster, the piles of worn-once-or-twice fast fashion garments crammed into the racks of thrift stores that I see when I go on excursions for my vintage store. I’m one person, and I can’t really affect that much change in the world. I don’t want to buy something new and just hope it came from a good place. I figure if being more of a vintage and home-sewn-wearing gal is going to help me not contribute to more waste and death, then I’m cool with that. — At What Cost? by Catie Nienaber (May 7th, 2013)