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Been thinking a lot of this Beuys piece and works from artists created during the span of the vietnam war and the civil rights movement. The optimism that if only there were enough dialogue created with their pieces, you could galvanize individuals to organize and together enact change.
Iâm wondering if Beuys were alive today would he still hold onto that same sliver of hope?
(Joseph Beuys, I Like America and America Likes Me)
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as someone who works adjacent to higher ed i often think about this. but i also always recall this toni morrison quote:
âI tell my students, 'When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power, then your job is to empower somebody else. This is not just a grab-bag candy game.â
as someone who wants my career to be rooted in my ethics, i def have a very âbe the change you want to see in the worldâ sort of outlook. it may be a bit corny but it def helps me navigate all these opposing issues alongside my personal beliefs. i think the âno ethical consumption under capitalismâ idea is often be used by others to be dismissive of working toward change, but i also think, in your case, this phrase applies.
May 18, 2024
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His stuff proves that people were just as weary/traumatized a hundred years ago as we are now. And, that there is definitely an antidote. It might get worse before it gets better (rec-in-rec to read his "Fear and Misery...".) But, he really believes that personal growth up and out of despair starts with evaluating how media affects our perception of the world. I'm really into Bert. An earnest guy that gives me hope.
Jan 30, 2024
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Essay in N+1 by Tobi Haslett about the 2020 protests.
âWhat elasticity, what historical initiative, what a capacity for sacrifice in these Parisians!â Marx gasped in a letter when news reached him that the members of the Paris Commune had repelled the imperial army and abolished the police; he said they were âstorming heaven.â And a version of that thoughtâââa degraded, baffled paraphraseâââflashed to mind as I saw the masked children of New York slam their skateboards against police vans and throw themselves at lines of officers packing guns and shields and nightsticks; chanting the name of a dead man while sprinting with hundreds down an avenue, Iâd never felt an ecstasy more complicated or a freedom less false. On a plateglass window in SoHo, someone graffitied, simply, âGEORGE!â So many of the faces I saw streaking through spring and summerâââlit by burning cars and reflected in broken windows, doing victory laps around sneaker stores and bloodied by batonsâââbelonged to adolescents. Armed only with their psychotic courage, they were running, dancing, singing, smashing, burning, screaming, storming heaven: all rapturous varieties of Barakaâs âmagic actions.â
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