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ALBUMS FROM HIGH SCHOOL

Faces - Mac Miller (2014) Supreme Blientele - Westside Gunn (2018) Justified - Justin Timberlake (2000) this captures the essence of my coming of age very well

@mintgawd

May 27, 2024

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my high school album trifecta

Thursday - War All The Time AFI - Sing The Sorrow Taking Back Sunday - Where You Want To Be I think I had more feelings in 2004 than in all the years before that combined.

@theclack

May 27, 2024

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My high school years were wild

- Recovery by Eminem - Blonde On Blonde by Bob Dylan - Red by Taylor Swift

@ab_lass

May 27, 2024

Top Recs from @indianjones

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realizing modern loneliness is partly due to encouraging, celebrating niche taste, thus decimating shared life experiences

Water cooler > niche crossover

@indianjones

Oct 13, 2024

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Process and experience

So vulnerable, I have to be sincere. European and American art galleries historically are not only promoters of great art, they are creators of markets. That may be where you could shift focus. Your worth is that you are young, eating rat, living a life of passion, filth, messiness, body horror (per my comment on such) unique and unknown to those with money. They crave you, not for your art. That's worthless to them. The art, as photographs per Sontag in my other rec, is simply a receipt that they owned a piece of your lifestyle for a moment. No one who will buy your art will likely give a fuck about your art. Stop seeking those. Find the Glengarry Glen Ross customers seeking life, escape from drudgery, a need to prove something to themselves. Let your art be that for them. Enough bs theory, now for implementation. You won't sell your art, but you can sell the frustration, bloodsweattears, dedication, sacrifice that drips from your post. You can do so by simultaneously reminding yourself you are not creating ART but CREATING art. Your work and worth is not on a canvas. It's not the art. It's in you, the artist.

@indianjones

May 11, 2024

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Intervene, ignorantly

A model friend/client and I stepped out from dinner for a smoke and were having a tipsy discussion about an issue with her company. Some doorman came up to tell us to move because we were blocking the entrance, which we weren't. I was irked, but my friend guessed he likely stereotyped her being in a lover's quarrel. Irked for a different reason, I called out, "Dude, we're discussing business! She's my boss!" In hindsight, I appreciated how he handled what he mistook as a domestic dispute by creating a false diversion to redirect our attention. Most people get involved in others' drama because they think they know better. Most people don't because they're insecure they're misunderstanding. He was appropriately in between.

@indianjones

Jun 5, 2024