The Cola Road (2013)
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Text that I found saved to myself on my phone at 3:47 am, concerning a drunken fashion breakthrough in which I realized that I don't know how to wear pants.
"Pants. Emma. Breakthrough."
I never get tired of this photo.
Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:
“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”
jesus christ this is so much better than all of the “you don’t have to be size zero!!!!!” and “i don’t mind living in a man’s world if i can be a woman!!!!!!!” bullshit related to marilyn monroe i see.
sisterhood yo….
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So I know quite a few people who teach young kids, who want to design curricula and provide resources for their students that are respectful of Native communities and teach non-Native kids some cultural sensitivity & histories…but most of them, being non-Native, don’t know where to start with that. My three biggest tips for that have always been to (a) privilege Native voices (b) tie the past with the present (c) don’t fossilize Natives in their own unit—weave these resources and histories together into the broader curriculum, rather than imply to students that Natives are an ethnic oddity or compulsory PC-lesson.
In that vein, I’ve been trying to help a friend who teaches young kids to find some books for the classrooms at her school, so that these things are available to students on the regular and are readily accessible to non-Native teachers looking for resources for their curricula; I have been shocked to see how many disgusting books are out there, written by non-Natives, with no care for cultural sensitivities of any kind! So: here’s some of the books on the list I’m suggesting to my friend—I’m hoping there’s some parents & educators on here that could benefit from the time I’ve spent sorting thru all the gross stuff! Here’s the list, with a brief description (these are mostly targeting the lower end of the K-4 range, but if you’re working with kids on a pre-K level you might also be interested in the selection of books by NW Coast artists at Native Northwest; I’m also compiling a list of books for intermediary/secondary grades and will post that when it’s finished):
- The Star People (SD Nelson, Standing Rock): A young Lakota girl narrates the story of how she and her little brother, Young Wolf, survive a prairie fire. They had wandered away from their village, entranced by the changing cloud shapes created by the Cloud People. They fall into a river and are guided home by their deceased grandmother, one of the Star People, who are the spirits of the Old Ones. The acrylic illustrations are inspired by the Native American ledger-book art of the late 1800s.
- Tallchief (Maria Tallchief, Osage): A picture-book autobiography of the early years of America’s first internationally significant ballerina. The story opens with Tallchief’s birth on an Osage Indian reservation. Her Scots-Irish mother made sure that Maria and her sister received dance and music lessons, and eventually her father persuaded her to choose between piano and dance. The story ends when, at age 17, Maria left home to seek her fame and fortune as a ballerina in New York.
- Eagle Song (Joseph Bruchac, Abenaki): It’s a shock for fourth-grader Danny Bigtree to move to Brooklyn from his Mohawk Nation reservation: suddenly he has no friends, and his classmates taunt him, asking him where his war pony is and telling him to go home to his teepee. Bruchac weaves into the story the legend of the great peacemaker Aionwahta, who united five warring Indian nations into the Iroquois Confederacy and turned an enemy into an ally. Can Danny be, like Aionwahta, an agent of peace, and find a way to transform the school bully into a friend? This appealing portrayal of a strong family offers an unromanticized view of Native American culture, and a history lesson about the Iroquois Confederacy; it also gives a subtle lesson in the meaning of daily courage.
- Giving Thanks (Chief Jake Swamp, Mohawk; Erwin Printup, Cayuga & Tuscarora) : A special children’s version of the Thanksgiving Address, a message of gratitude that originated with the Native people of upstate New York and Canada and that is still spoken at ceremonial gatherings held by the Iroquois, or Six Nations.
- When Beaver Was Very Great (Anne Dunn, Anishinaabe): The short pieces range from folk tales of Native American origin myths (the antics of Beaver, Rabbit, Otter, Bear, and others) to nature writing and contemporary stories of peace, justice, and environmental concern. Brimming with insight, vibrant with strength and beauty, these indeed are stories to live by, for all ages. Divided into the four seasons of the year, many of the stories are perfect to be read aloud to children.
- When the Rain Sings (various; Ojibwe, Lakota, Omaha, Navajo, Cochiti, Kiowa, Tohono O’odham, Hopi, Ute): A collection of poems by Native Americans in grades 2-12. Most of these selections were written in response to images of Native artifacts or historical photographs. The young writers’ personal reactions and associations to these images leave readers with a strong sense of each one’s experience as a modern Indian, and of the values that each holds dear. The book is a work of art in itself, with dozens of full-color and black-and-white photos from the Smithsonian’s National Museum of the American Indian. The pages are also decorated with detailed border designs. Eight nations are represented.
- Berry Magic (Betty Huffmon, Yup’ik): Long ago, the only berries on the tundra were hard, tasteless, little crowberries. As Anana watches the ladies complain bitterly while picking berries for the Fall Festival, she decides to use her magic to help. “Atsa-ii-yaa (Berry), Atsa-ii-yaa (Berry), Atsaukina!” (Be a berry!), Anana sings under the full moon turning four dolls into little girls that run and tumble over the tundra creating patches of fat, juicy berries: blueberries, cranberries, salmonberries, and raspberries. The next morning Anana and the ladies fill basket after basket with berries for the Fall Festival. Thanks to Anana, there are plenty of tasty berries for the agutak (Eskimo tee cream) at the festival and forevermore.
- Sunpainters (Baje Whitethorne, Navajo): Grandfather Pipa calls Kii Leonard into the hogan to tell him that the sun “has died”; a solar eclipse has washed the surrounding mountains in and deep purples and reds. He explains to the boy that he must wait respectfully for the Na’ach’aahii, who come from the Four Directions carrying a paint brush and a can of paint, each responsible for replacing a different color of the rainbow. Repainting the world after the eclipse, the Na’ach’aahii restore life and allow the rebirth of the sun-processes pleasingly depicted in the Southwest-style art.
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D.I.Y & LOCALLY MADE FOOD: What the hipsters din’t tell you
I got this patches from 1384 screenprinting at the last anarchist book fair in Los Angeles right after a horrible white fucking person yelled at a beautiful brown mama for selling chicken at the gathering. The horrible person, skin waste and excess population was so fucking violent towards the brown lady that her gorgeous chubby lil brown kid felt embarrassed and was telling her mama they should go home. This pisses me off A LOT, pero for reals whats up with the amnesia? Who the fuck are the people that create the most waste and use up the most resources in the world? Who da fuck is related to the people that own Monsanto and all that horrible shit? Who da FUCK are the people that colonized, rape and took over land and COLONIZE indigenous foods?GUESS! So yeah amnesia pisses me off.
Como si fueramos nosotrxs who made up the horrible meat industry, como se fueramos nosotrxs who own those fuking meat businesses. como si nosotrxs no supieramos lo que es comer real food. Fuk that shit! Our muxeres are the reason why this world still revolves, they are the ones that use plastic containers for pots, to pack lunch, to store their money, to keep their legumes….they are the ones that cross seeds from one country to another, LAS SEMILLAS NO TIENEN BARRERAS EUROPEAS. Our muxeres are the ones that make sure that the food is eaten to its last bite. Our muxeres are the ones that plant flowers and make homes and entire neighborhoods beautiful full with plants that attract colibris and birds and all that magical shit.
The lady selling the pupusas, tamales, tacos in the corner WITHOUT fucking permits, maybe without fucking papers are THE REAL FUCKING REVOLUTIONARIES, FUCKING RADICAL ASS BEEZHIES.
We are hella DIY, some of our people don’t even need dishes cause they wrap their food with leaves. Some of our people don’t even need to buy dipers cause they use those 100% cotton panales to re-use and re-use. Some of our mamas used reusable fucking pads before being an eco-feminist was “in”. Some of our people had almost ZERO negative effects on mother earth cause they lived up in las montanas y en el rancho. Some of our people eat meat in minimal quantities, and guess WHAT some of our people still kill their own food. Some of our people have never had cars pero have hella tight nice walking/running legs. GUESS WHAT ELSE! The colonial food system, that McShit, Wendy BS, Burger Caca ALL that white trash food that is killing our people and creating an epidemia of diabetes WAS NOT CREATED BY OUR PEOPLE. My people drink fucking REAL fruit juice with honey, bitch.
So yeah let’s eat local! Let’s pick fruits from the trees in our neighborhood, let’s support our local corner muxeres huslting, let’s TIP our muxeres. Let’s honor the REAL DIY queenz that make trash into magical useful things. Let’s honor our muxeres that use the little money they make in this patriarchal racist system to fill their children tummies with ancestral beans, corn, potatoes and all that beautiful foods that are truly BROWN and from this continent.
DECOLONIZE VEGAN, DECOLONIZE LOCALLY MADE FOODS, DECOLONIZE D.I.Y, DECOLONIZE EVERYTHING!
If you are into vintage bags check out my grrl ARTE CON ALMA!
fuck yes!!!!
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I made you guys a baby-makin’ mixtape because we have a special relationship like that. It’s pretty heavy on covers and R&B. Enjoy!
- Intro - the xx
- Arch N Point - Miguel
- Enemy - the Weeknd
- Open - Rhye
- Lights (Ellie Goulding cover) - wanderhouse
- Whatever You Like (T.I. cover) - Anya Marina
- Pink Matter - Frank Ocean feat. Andre 3000
- Devil in a New Dress - Kanye West feat. Rick Ross
- Fuck You All the TIme (Schlomo remix) - Jeremih
- Climax - Usher
- Ayo Technology (50 Cent cover) - Milow
- I’m Your Man - Leonard Cohen
- Sugar - wanderhouse
- Yayo - Lana Del Ray
- Let Me Love You (acoustic) - Mario
- Lay Lady Lay (Bob Dylan cover) - Magnet
- La Javanaise - Madeleine Peyroux
- Angels - the xx
It’s about 1.2 hours long. You can download it for free here.
“
I want to see myself falling in love with you. I want to know what you were thinking and how it happened for you too. I want to see my eyes change as you use French words to make me like you. I always wondered how long I had been on your mind before you told me about it. I always wondered if you went to bed thinking of me, my hair, and the things I told you. I’m asking because you kept me awake as I was trying to understand what was going on in my chest, why it felt like there was a sun in my stomach, why you visited me in my dreams. I think I figured it out when I found myself thinking of your fingers on my body and our lips kissing.
I want to watch us fall in love like I’d watch a movie—waiting for the moment you will say that word and I will freeze. I want to see myself avoiding you and avoiding the truth. I tried to hard not to like you but it just made me love you even more. I’ll never try to fight my heart again, it knows better than me. I can’t help that I’m a warrior.
I fought my heart and I fought you too when I pushed you away and tried to make you hate me. Maybe you did but it never showed. You still use French words when you speak to me and I think I’m falling in love with you a little more each day.
”—
Do you remember when I tried to hate you?
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Don’t order the Skip’s Scramble. Source.
What have we always said is the most important thing? Breakfast.
Take a look at this wonderful recipe for the Skip’s Scramblethat my tumblr buddy Brian made. It includes “I just blue myself” berry waffles, “banana stand” pancakes, bangers in the mouth, model home fries, and many other delicious things.
Now I know what I’m making to celebrate the return of Arrested Development.
Photography project by Cait Oppermann & Yael Malka
“My girlfriend and I went on a 2+ month long backpacking trip across Morocco, Turkey and several European countries. We are both artists and are making a book of photographs from the photos we collected on our trip. We created a few series throughout the trip and one of them is called “twenty one beds”, in which we took self portraits in every bed, couch or floor we slept on throughout the trip.” - Yaek Malka
They’ll also be launching their book Sea Blues at Molasses Books in Brooklyn on Friday May 17th!
Brandon Stanton of Humans of New York gave a TEDx talk at Columbia University about how our perception of the world is being affected by the media’s focus on “good” stories. Here’s our short summary of his points:
http://petapixel.com/2013/05/16/brandon-stanton-how-our-worldview-is-negatively-affected-by-good-stories/
(via humansofnewyork)
