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Greenland 2012: Chasing the Light by Zaria Forman

Artist Zaria Forman creates large-scale, realistic landscapes using only chalk pastels. 

"In August 2012, I led an Arctic expedition up the NW coast of Greenland. Called "Chasing the Light," it was the second expedition the mission of which was to create art inspired by this dramatic geography. The first, in 1869, was led by the American painter William Bradford. My mother, Rena Bass Forman, had conceived the idea for the voyage, but did not live to see it through. During the months of her illness her dedication to the expedition never wavered and I promised to carry out her final journey.

These drawings were inspired by this trip. Documenting climate change, the work addresses the concept of saying goodbye on scales both global and personal. In Greenland, I scattered my mother’s ashes amidst the melting ice.”  

Forman donates a percent of all sales to 350.org, a global climate movement. 


Buffalo creek half marathon complete. Soaked and cold and ready for a nap. And maybe a beer. #halfmarathon #runner

Buffalo creek half marathon complete. Soaked and cold and ready for a nap. And maybe a beer. #halfmarathon #runner


Insert caption here.  (at Avonworth Community Park)

Insert caption here. (at Avonworth Community Park)


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twloha:

"I have come to believe that caring for myself is not self-indulgent. Caring for myself is an act of survival." - Audre Lorde
(Image credit: Rachel Tilley) 

twloha:

"I have come to believe that caring for myself is not self-indulgent. Caring for myself is an act of survival." - Audre Lorde

(Image credit: Rachel Tilley) 


Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.
Søren Kierkegaard (via observando)


Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word happy would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. It is far better take things as they come along with patience and equanimity.
Carl Jung (via observando)

I feel “fat” if I can’t master a task at work. I feel “fat” if I can’t please those I love. “Fat” is how I blame myself for my failures. “Fat” is how I express my anxieties. A psychologist once told me, “Fat is not a feeling.” If only it were that simple. As for so many women, the pathology of self-loathing is permanently ingrained in me. I can give in to it, I can modify it, I can react against it with practiced self-acceptance, but I cannot eradicate it. It frustrates me to consider what else I might have done with the years of mental energy I have wasted on this single, senseless issue.

Peggy Orenstein, Cinderella Ate My Daughter


Amen sister.

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