Tbilisi, Georgia
St. Petersburg, Russia
London, England
Paris, France
Thessaloniki, Greece
Rome, Italy
Berlin, Germany
Tokyo, Japan
Montenegro
Mumbai, India
Νόμιζα ότι το 2021 ήταν η χειρότερη χρονιά.... Βιάστηκα τόσο να μιλήσω... Σταματήστε τη γη να κατέβω.. Δεν έχει νόημα τίποτα πια... 😢 😢
Not feminist as in "women should be included in the draft" but feminist as in "being drafted is a violation of bodily autonomy for any gender".
The draft should not exist. Drafting people into the military is a violation of human rights. You should not be able to force someone to risk their life. If you can't find enough people who care about a conflict to keep it going then it simply shouldn't keep going. You can't even force someone to donate a kidney using government power, why the fuck can you force them to donate their whole body and life to a cause they don't agree with or don't care about?
I love that Hozier didn't do a music video for Too Sweet, which could have been pretty and fun, but instead does a music video for the political song that is closer to his heart. I love that he dropped all subtlety with symbols and visuals so everyone can understand his message clearly. I love that he is anti-war and anti-captalist and that he made a song and video that can not be misinterpreted as cottage core bogman. Go Hozier!
Ammu kryptomies, 2022
Ikune mättö, 2022
Parts 2 and 3 of an ongoing 4 part series of works I’m doing with basically identical composition for a course on personal artistic process.
I felt like I needed to post something on main even tho I have nothing on scanned and decided to test out my new desk lamp and I think these photos are decent altho they do cause weird distortions in the colors and textures + the shine on Ikune Mättö is horrible, but I guess this is a lot closer to how they look in reality since I found out a few months ago that some people on instagram don’t know I draw analogue.
The wars will end and the leaders will shake hands, and that old woman will remain waiting for her martyred son, and that girl will wait for her beloved husband, and the children will wait for their heroic father, I do not know who sold the homeland but I know who paid the price.
— Mahmoud Darwish
Because one thing has become clear to me: you can cope with all the horror as long as you simply duck thinking about it – but it will kill you if you try to come to terms with it.
— Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front
I'm still sitting here and you are still lying there, and there are so many things we should say to each other, but we shall never be able to.
— Erich Maria Remarque, All Quiet on the Western Front
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What I Will
by Suheir Hammad
I will not
dance to your war
drum. I will
not lend my soul nor
my bones to your war
drum. I will
not dance to your
beating. I know that beat.
It is lifeless. I know
intimately that skin
you are hitting. It
was alive once
hunted stolen
stretched. I will
not dance to your drummed
up war. I will not pop
spin break for you. I
will not hate for you or
even hate you. I will
not kill for you. Especially
I will not die
for you. I will not mourn
the dead with murder nor
suicide. I will not side
with you nor dance to bombs
because everyone else is
dancing. Everyone can be
wrong. Life is a right not
collateral or casual. I
will not forget where
I come from. I
will craft my own drum. Gather my beloved
near and our chanting
will be dancing. Our
humming will be drumming. I
will not be played. I
will not lend my name
nor my rhythm to your
beat. I will dance
and resist and dance and
persist and dance. This heartbeat is louder than
death. Your war drum ain’t
louder than this breath.
this blog is anti-war. it does not support any form of imperial occupation and militarization. it stands with all those oppressed, occupied, and forced to flee their homes because of imperialism.