OMG why did I just buy an espresso maker, six Pilate DVDs and a hat for a dog I don’t even have?
I’ve been listening to scores from Michael Bay films and looking at this pic all afternoon. I’m ready to run through a wall for the USofA.
A nurse has recorded the most common regrets of the dying, and the top five are: →
1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.
Slowness, in this age of constant connectivity, is its own kind of value. Most of our current communications technologies — the phone call, the text message, the tweet — drive against the qualities that hundreds of years of letter-writing have represented: the thoughtful, the deliberate, the unrequited. The text-and-tweet are insistent, and their insistence is implicit; they expect their replies right away. And they are fair in that expectation, because as technologies they are, at their core, about talking rather than text: They’re conversational, promoting not only the intimacy, but also the immediacy, of speech.
24-year-old Shamsia Hassani w/one of her creations, Kabul. Photo: Omar Sobhani/Reuters
Inside the blackened ruin of Kabul’s cultural centre, a spray-painting of a woman in a burqa sits at the foot of a staircase to nowhere, beside a line of poetry mourning everything that has been lost to Afghanistan in three decades of violence. […]
An associate professor of sculpture at Kabul University, she draws, paints in oil, and is a founding member of a contemporary art collective, Rosht, or “growth”. She was introduced to graffiti when a British artist, Chu, flew out in late 2010 to hold a week-long course in street art. She has embraced the discipline. Spray cans and stencils have more impact than traditional art, she says, because the latter is a luxury.
