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One may be excused for borrowing cliches from the realm of popular utterances. Then, that is how it does feel when you see sights such as this in real life.
A perma frosted river slam bang in the midst of tropical coconut trees in Bangalore.
This is Bellandur in Bangalore, a place notorious for foul smell, skin rashes and breathing troubles and a prime spot of ecological disaster.
Bellandur Lake is the largest water body in the plateau that is Bangalore. The terrain made it a huge reservoir which cheked the flow of water from the Koramangla and Challaghatta valleys and then slowly discharged it into the Pennar river that flows into Andhra Pradesh and Tamilnadu.
Till the 1980s it was a ecologically sound lake with fishing, irrigation of crops and potable water being drawn from it. The city population exploded in the late 1980s when it became the hub of IT business. Houses and offices sprung up everywhere at a frenetic pace. The income and cash flow generation was enormous. Money flowed everywhere. Business flourished, more people came in. In a few years time, the lake lost its potability, its fishing and its pristine beauty. The clear water became a turbid black pool with hyacinth growing wild.
The storm water drains which used to bring in the excess rain waters into the lake became channels of sewage that the residential and commercial buildings discharged unfiltered into the waterways. The lake just died a quick death. The overpowering stench of hydrogen sulphide and allied sulphur & phosphorus compounds infused the atmosphere all around it. A stench that we in India are familiar with where letting pollutants freely into the eco-space is not regarded as a danger.
Today the lake is about 700-800 acres big and is overgrown with hyacinth and weeds and it has two outflow channels that takes its polluted waters downstream. The public works departments have made two spillways which are narrow and it is here that on rainy days the lake water generates lather and foam that rises up many feet high and it piles up. The rustling wind over the lake ever so often raises large suds in the air and they keep on floating up like soap bubbles in a child’s play toy. At times the foam covers the bridge over the spillway and people have perforce to pass through it.
It is from one of these places that this photograph has been shot on a post rainy day in July 2016.
In the year 2016, we still have this problem and looks like will continue to have it in the near future as well. It is to do with how things are done in India. The Sewage treatment plants filter and throw the water into these water bodies. Even if you consider this as a clean and not a reprehensible act, then you must know that almost 50 percent of these plants do not even work and untreated sewage goes straight in. Secondly the number of STPs are not enough. The government of Karnataka expresses it inability by quoting lack of finances.
The situation is the same as governments in India have always expressed. Take urban transportation. UN, World Bank and a whole host of other nations and institutions had always been willing to fund a metro system in Delhi etc but the government would not take the money as such projects did not have kickbacks and opportunities for contractors to generate bogus bills as a tight fiscal discipline was always a pre requisite for such grants. So it took decades for the Indian government to agree to have the metro system.
That is how the cookie crumbles in India and I guess people in Bangalore as well as the ones living alongside the holy Yamuna river must wait for some succour and common sense to prevail in the corridors of the government where one day they may agree to being funded under a tight fiscal control.
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What about apathy?
(What about us?)
I need you
(What about us?)
What about nature's worth?
(Ooh)
It's our planet's womb
(What about us?)
What about animals?
(What about it?)
We've turned kingdoms to dust
(What about us?)
What about elephants?
(What about us?)
Have we lost their trust
(What about us?)
What about crying whales?
(What about us?)
We're ravaging the seas
(What about us?)
What about forest trails?
(Ooh)
Burnt despite our pleas
(What about us?)
What about the holy land?
(What about it?)
Torn apart by creed
(What about us?)
What about the common man?
(What about us?)
Can't we set him free
(What about us?)
What about children dying?
(What about us?)
Can't you hear them cry?
(What about us?)
Where did we go wrong?
(Ooh)
Someone tell me why
(What about us?)
What about baby boy?
(What about it?)
What about the days?
(What about us?)
What about all their joy?
(What about us?)
What about the man?
(What about us?)
What about the crying man?
(What about us?)
What about Abraham?
(What about us?)
What about death again?
(Ooh)
Do we give a damn? Michael Jackson, earth song 1995
When I told the boys this morning we needed to do our 52 weeks for dogs pictures there was total apathy. No one moved, they gave a stretch and went back to sleep so this is what I got!
At least from this angle it looks like concern, more likely it is apathy masquerading as concern.
Brown overlayed
“I'm not in search of sanctity, sacredness, purity; these things are found after this life... but in this life I search to be completely human: to feel, to give, to take, to laugh, to get lost, to be found, to dance, to love and to lust, to be so human.”
~ C. JoyBell C.
drowning in the grey skies...dancing brought me up for air.
happy friday, friends. xo
Sloth (Latin, acedia)
More than other sins, the definition of sloth has changed considerably since its original inclusion among the seven deadly sins. In fact it was first called the sin of sadness or despair. It had been in the early years of Christianity characterized by what modern writers would now describe as melancholy: apathy, depression, and joylessness — the last being viewed as being a refusal to enjoy the goodness of God and the world he created. Originally, its place was fulfilled by two other aspects, acedia and sadness. The former described a spiritual apathy that affected the faithful by discouraging them from their religious work. Sadness (tristitia in Latin) described a feeling of dissatisfaction or discontent, which caused unhappiness with one's current situation. When Thomas Aquinas selected acedia for his list, he described it as an "uneasiness of the mind", being a progenitor for lesser sins such as restlessness and instability. Dante refined this definition further, describing sloth as being the "failure to love God with all one's heart, all one's mind and all one's soul." He also described it as the middle sin, and as such was the only sin characterised by an absence or insufficiency of love. In his "Purgatorio", the slothful penitents were made to run continuously at top speed.
The modern view of the vice, as highlighted by its contrary virtue of zeal or diligence, is that it represents the failure to utilize one's talents and gifts. For example, a student who does not work beyond what is required (and thus fails to achieve his or her full potential) could be labeled slothful.
Current interpretations are therefore much less stringent and comprehensive than they were in medieval times, and portray sloth as being more simply a sin of laziness or indifference, of an unwillingness to act, an unwillingness to care (rather than a failure to love God and his works). For this reason sloth is now often seen as being considerably less serious than the other sins, more a sin of omission than of commission.
in Wikipedia
Continuing the project has not been easy.. I've been a little ill and lazy I must confess.. But I'm fighting big! :D
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Enjoy your Thursday!
Beijinhooos*****
It's really not the same unless you view this here, larger and on black...
The title comes from this song.
Yesterday, I celebrated Labor Day by going on a hike with some friends! We had a wonderful time and I had gone on the hike before and knew that at the end of it there was a rather epic cave so I decided to haul my tripod with me the whole way and I'm quite glad that I did. (Although it felt like I was in a refrigerator the entire time I was taking this photo... Brrrrrrrrrrr! It was so cold in the cave!)
So I have to admit that quite a few of my photos I do just because they look cool in my head and most of them don't have too much of a deeper meaning behind them (don't get me wrong, some of them definitely do, but certainly not all of them.) That was kind of the case when I was taking this photo as well, I knew this location was awesome and that the lighting was killer, but I didn't really have anything deeper than that going on. While I was editing it though something in my mind just clicked and this is by far one of the most personal pieces I've created in a long time. It means a lot to me.
amazing, powerful poetry -
favorite phrase "Apathy is the same as war, it all kills you, she says. Slow like cancer in the breast or fast like a machete in the neck." from the poem My Foreign Wife is Dying and Does Not Want To Be Touched
Explored: February 13,2009
Bacolod Escapades Series
#8
Gave her 10 pesos (1/5 of a US Dollar) for this shot. Was I too heartless?
This drawing was originally inspired by a discussion between Lawrence Weschler, Errol Morris, Dr. Kanan Makiya, and W.J.T. Mitchell as part of the Chicago Humanities Festival. The subject was the iconography of war and how people live with and process the myriad tragic and frightening images that have become a part of our everyday experience. It occurred to me that these iconic images fail us, or more that we fail them, in that we continually allow new atrocities to bloom, that we author many or most of these great calamities ourselves, and that we allow history to repeat itself over and over, only with more technological savvy as each new conflict arises so that we are further removed from the killing than we were the last time. When i see photos of depravity, of war, of suffering, of humiliation and dehumanization, such as the photos from Abu Ghraib that so many of us have seen, i want to believe that the images are powerful and profound enough to shock us into action, into some kind of patient and benevolent revolution to actually make the world better, to accept and respect all the differences in cultures and histories and ideologies and live amicably if not peacefully. Clearly i’m either too optimistic or too naive, because we fight, maim, lie and kill in the name of empire, religion, oil, just as we always have and likely always will. And many of us believe what we are told about the righteousness of our crimes and the trueness of our aim with little or no question because it is simply what we are told by those we expect to be in the know.
So the drawing at its inception was a collage of iconic images of war and struggle, a superimposed collection of calamity. It was my hope that the volume of sadness and destruction in this drawing would serve as a reminder for myself, an alarm to help me wake from my own apathy and disillusionment in the face of the grinding and monstrous engine of modern government and the political machine that can apparently function on nothing but the blackest crude, a reminder that i need to let history inform every decision and choice that i make so i’m not simply stumbling and blind as i move through the world, that if i am going to be a part of any change, it should be positive change.
The drawing has changed, however, and is no longer based solely in the literal, in the photo realism of our recent past, but for me it has also begun to acquire a symbolism and metaphorical nature that feels relative to our future. This piece has taken on its own life, separate from me, and i don’t feel like i control it anymore, neither the direction of the imagery used nor the execution of each individual piece of imagery, but rather that i’m slowly opening and receiving what comes in. It feels akin to the process of pollination. Foreign bodies have entered and have had a profound effect, life-changing even, and in realizing that effect, those foreign bodies become familiar and essential.
i’ve rewritten these lines a dozen times and i’m never satisfied with what appears on the page. It could be that for me there is no satisfaction in talking about my own failures as a person living today, or maybe i don’t want to sermonize what i see as the collective failures of everyone. It’s also possible that instead of all this writing and talking, all i can really do is draw a picture and let you do with it what you will.
It was not my goal to make a drawing of ruin, but when i consider where we seem to be going and how desperately we seem to want to get there, i don’t know that i could avoid it. At least, not this time.
3-24-08
Since the 19th of March, when Chicago held its 5 year anniversary rally/march/protest for the invasion of Iraq, a great deal of information has come my way that is causing me a great deal of concern. And fear. And anger. And i don't know if anyone else out there who might intentionally or accidentally stumble upon these paragraphs knows more or less than i do, but my knowledge is only starting to expand regarding where we are as a country and as a society, and even in my peripheral knowledge of the kind of insidious and deep running corruption we're living with and in, i find myself in a state of shock because so few people are responding to this information...which is available, it's definitely out there...and i know so few people who have any sense of outrage at all, who feel that their rights are being taken from them and are not anything more than sarcastic about it. As if they simply expected it and are willing to accept it because, well, what can one person do?
Habeas Corpus is gone. None of the current politicians are talking about that. This scares me. This essential right, now taken away, is one of the major dividing lines between a free society and a police state. And there's so much to say that i can't do it here. There is so so much to talk about. Habeas Corpus is just the literal tip of a vast and murky iceberg that i fear is about to sink our titanic self-image and our possibly vague and misguided ideas about what America is. And i don't want to sink.
8-5-08
Since i last made an entry here, not much has changed. The telecoms have been granted retroactive immunity, which in short means that our channels of communication can be monitored, and done so with no repercussions to those doing the monitoring. Which means we should probably fear that anything critical we have to say about the society we live in could be used against us, but not in a court of law. A closed society, a police state, requires no court of law. Barack Obama supported this retroactive immunity, which elicited a long thin sigh of disappointment from myself and many others. The young people canvassing the streets to raise money for his campaign didn’t have much to say about that, at least not here in Chicago. Some of them didn’t seem to know what i was talking about, to be honest. He may have had his reasons. There may have been other items tacked on to this particular legislation that he wanted to see get “through the system.” But could those reasons really outweigh our civil liberties, our small comfort in thinking we can speak freely? i still think Obama is the only candidate running for president. But i also think he has only used his offices to get to bigger and better offices. He hasn’t done much for Illinois since he’s been Senator because he immediately started running for president. i hope that once he wins that office he’ll be able to get something done, anything, as long as it’s in the opposite direction our current administration has been taking us. Clearly it is the most unsuccessful administration in the history of our young country. The most insensitive, the most rash and unthinking, the most ignorant and arrogant. i’m happy i was around to see it. Witnessing this kind of colossal failure offers an infinitely important challenge to mankind: The chance to fix things. Our fuck-ups have been on a global scale, and we need to make global amends. Coming out of this fog of war and corruption, we have an opportunity. It isn’t the first time we’ve had this opportunity, and if it’s the last then we won’t be here to consider it.
Also:
How about we stop being so silly? The New Yorker cover? It’s satire. We of all people should know what satire is. And it’s ironic that so many of us, including the Obama’s, were so offended by this illustration. We call ourselves the land of the free, yet our country was founded on genocide. Is that not irony? Are we not a satire of what we claim to be? Liberators? Come on. i know it's hard to have a sense of humor in these dark ages, but if we fail to see the absurdity in such situations and responses to those situations it will only add to the already frightening pile of things we've failed at.
More very soon, if you care...
9-22-08
And now, a word from my paramour, Cassandra:
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This is a bit long, but the financial cluster-f#@$ we're in is complicated and it seems the Bush administration would just like Congress to sign off on the bailout, no questions asked, no strings attached. So, if you can't slog through this whole text, could you, would you, please, skip to the end, call your elected officials and tell them you're not okay with signing off on a trillion dollar bailout without knowing the details or that only assists the companies that got us into this mess? And then, feel free to whittle it down, but could you pass it on? In email and/or phone calls to the folks you know that haven't yet crossed the digital divide? Yes, you know them; some of your parents, neighbors, etc. They don't really care for the world wide web, but they still believe in democracy and hopefully, the telephone. It's an awful lot of money that we're being asked to pony up. Wait! We're not being asked! That's why you have to call your Senator!
We've been told that in order to avert a major financial catastrophe, the bailout is necessary and needs to happen immediately. And that may be true, but it seems like we're not being told enough. Will the executives that run these companies that are crashing and burning, still receive their multi-million dollar pay and bonus packages while employees lose jobs, health benefits and retirement funds? Will there be any relief (of course we won't bail out your average working stiff, I'm not THAT naive) for the person who's losing their house, their business, their pension? Where is the money coming from? Where exactly are we borrowing $700 billion to a trillion from? What is the plan after? What will prevent this from happening again in a couple of months? We're going to be on the hook for this money (on top of the crushing debt we're already under) for a long, long, long, long time. Or is this another preemptive strike with no exit strategy? This feels a bit familiar, no? A dangerous set of circumstances that requires swift and bold (shock and awe) tactics to keep us all safe? Calling for nearly unfettered powers, (this time to the Treasury secretary)? "Decisions by the Secretary pursuant to the authority of this Act are non-reviewable and committed to agency discretion, and may not be reviewed by any court of law or any administrative agency." Intense pressure on Congress to pass a rescue measure quickly?
online.wsj.com/article/SB122200573768460503.html
www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/09/20/...
krugman.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/09/20/no-deal/
Even this guy doesn't like the idea:
www.outsidethebeltway.com/archives/trillion_dollar_bailou...
Does anyone remember the S&L crisis? Which cost American tax payers, some estimate, $1.4 trillion dollars? Sound familiar? Some highlights: During the senior George Bush administration, Jeb Bush defaulted on a $4.56 million dollar real estate loan, paid $500,000 back, the $4million balance was paid of by... um... you, the taxpayer. Neil Bush became director of Silverado Savings and Loan in 1985. Three years later the institution was belly up at a cost of $1.6 billion to... you again! The taxpayer bailed them out!
A more thorough account here:
www.city-data.com/forum/politics-other-controversies/4386...
A 1989 Time Magazine article here:
www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,957083,00.html
(Note that Bush Sr. asked Congress to act within 45 days to prevent financial meltdown. Bush Jr. wants this passed tomorrow, Monday Sept 22, 2008. So, please don't wait to phone your elected officials.)
Accountability? Not much. We paid their bad debt and they went on their merry way. No indictments, no jail time, not even garnishments or freezing of assets to re-coup the embezzled money. Jeb even got to keep the building he took out the loan to buy! Bush Sr. wasn't re-elected, but Jeb was later elected Governor of Florida! (Schwing Vote!) An office he held during the Florida Supreme Court ruling that stopped the recount of the 2000 election his brother, W, "won". (Holy Serendipity!) Hey! Here's another interesting side note: did you know that this time last year August 30, 2007 Lehman Bros hired Jeb as an advisor?! Me neither! It's funny how these things go mostly unreported. Wonder why Lehman didn't get in on the bailout deal? Sibling rivalry? If you think your head won't explode, you should go here for Jeb's breathtaking resume:
www.atlargely.com/2008/09/what-is-jeb-bus.html
So, this is just one (eerily familiar) example of how the Bush family and their friends have been fleecing us for generations and we, the voters, the taxpayers, the people that our government is supposed to be "of, by, and for" are letting them have their very greedy way with us. Over and over and over again. They do it, frankly, because they can. We keep letting them fleece us (or another word that begins with "F") and we shrug, or rant, sometimes we take to the streets, but not often. But we don't act. We feel overwhelmed and totally hopeless, so we turn on the television or fire up the internets or find some other, any other diversion not to think about how overwhelming and hopeless it feels. But I am imploring you to call your elected officials, the ones who you took the time to vote into office, the ones you elected to represent you, call them and ask that they do what you elected them to do: Represent you. It's redundant, I know, but I think we forget that they work for US. (Even the ones you didn't vote for, still work for you.) Make them work. Tell them what you think. It'll take minutes. Minutes out of your day to use your voice to not allow our government to spend our money without accountability. Again. And if nothing happens, if we don't manage to start a movement today, that's okay. Because we did move. We stood. We didn't just sit idly by while we got filched. Or another word that starts with "F"...
Find your State Representative: forms.house.gov/wyr/welcome.shtml
Find your Senator: www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.c...
Patriotically yours,
Cassandra
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9-28-08
A New Delhi-based journalist who has worked with The Guardian and BBC invited me to contribute this image to a brief story about the assassination of Benazir Bhutto on a news-gathering website called NowPublic. Their motto is "Crowd Powered Media," which could be good or bad, depending on the crowd. To be honest, i think the crowd is ok, so i was happy to be invited. Here it is: www.nowpublic.com/world/un-investigate-bhutto-killing
It's small, but it's something. If one person wants to see it, i want them to see it. So thank you, Mr. Jha.
10-28-08
People! If you're still reading this far, please look at this:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdNgMKPV9xQ&eurl=http://gobnf...
We can't ignore it. We can't sit back and watch. We need to be active. Informed. Right now. We need to use our power and we need to remake our government, our country, our world.
11-04-08
Let us hope that this is the beginning of a new American era.
Marker on watercolor paper.
Late 2007 – Early 2008
30 x 22
jang.com.pk/thenews/aug2007-weekly/nos-05-08-2007/foo.htm#1
The neglected temple
The reason why a Jain Temple in Tharparkar is in shambles is because the masses are becoming increasingly apathetic towards heritage, and also because of the scarce resources available with the government
By Shahid Husain
The Jain Temple of Pari Nagar, situated at Virawah, some four miles from Nagarparkar in district Tharparkar is in shambles. This is because of the general apathy of our people towards heritage and scarce resources available with the Department of Archeology, Sindh. It has also been an eyesore to religious bigots who reportedly disfigured two idols, which were in an intimate embrace.
Similarly, while the road network in Tharparkar has connected the impoverished land with urban centres, including Karachi, it has also been a bad omen for heritage sites. Picnickers who frequent the desert after monsoon when it becomes lush green visit Tharparkar and feel no qualms in taking away statues from the temples just for fun. The more enterprising amongst them indulge in such acts in the hope that they will make a fortune by selling the artefacts to foreign buyers.
"It is presumed that the Temple is a part of the city of Pari Nagar. If the area is properly excavated we can find a lot about the history and layout of the lost city besides precious artefacts of that unique period," Qasim Ali Qasim, Director, Department of Archaeology & Museums, government of Pakistan, told TNS.
Captain Stanley Napier Raikes, author of 'Memoir on the Thurr and Parkur' traces the history of Jain temples as under: "They (the temples) clearly demonstrate that at the time of their construction -- and which, from dates engraved on some of the slabs, was probably in the middle of the eleventh century --the artisans were by no means behind those of after-times in the art of sculpture. The figures and ornamental sculpture and designs in various parts of the buildings are beautifully executed, particularly the figures, which are better proportioned and executed than almost any I have seen in the East."
According to Qasim, the Ran of Kutch happened to be a sea and Pari Nagar was established as a seaport in 500B.C. It was a busy port of the area, had international significance and enjoyed trade links with Kutch Buj, Peer Bandar, Mandlay, Lanka and Sumatra.
It is said that Pari Nagar seaport was destroyed by an earthquake. According to Tarikh Farishta, Abn-e-Batuta also passed from here and it was destroyed by Jalaluddin Khawariza Shah in 1223 A.D.
Initially there were six Jain temples in the area. The Verawah temple consists of two rooms having a large hall called mandapa besides a small, dark chamber called vehana. These rooms have lost their glory with the passage of time and most of the sculptures and paintings have been defaced or usurped.
Despite the fact that the temple is in bad shape due to a host of factors, it is a finished example of building art. Its masonry is orderly and the architectural treatment of the parts is still in a position to show how knowledgeable its builders were.
"As many as 21 sculptures of Jain period were recovered in January 2006 during the construction of Virawah-Nagarparkar road from local people and Rangers posted nearby. Initially, Rangers did not allow us to enter their camps but we were able to inspect them when their high-ups were contacted," says Qasim.
"We found 35 carved architectural elements on marble. On January 24, 2006, these were staked at Veriwah temple while small items were shifted to Umerkot Museum," he adds.
Today, the white marble temple looks deserted and without any guard despite the fact that it's a site of immense heritage value. Around the temple have cropped up thick bushes while a green solitary tree stands on the left side of the temple as if silently registering the plunder of precious artefacts. Pieces of red bricks are scattered everywhere.
A notice at the site placed by the Department of Archeology & Museums, Pakistan, warns: "Under the provision of Section 19 of the Antiquities Act 1975 (VII of 1976), any person who destroys, damages, alters, disfigures or scribbles, writes or engages any inscription or sign on the place shall be punishable with rigorous imprisonment for a term which may extend to three years, or with fine or with both."
However, the thieves and robbers of artefacts are seldom apprehended because the guard posted there is never present. In 2006, it was reported that two operators of an excavator digging the Virawah-Nagarparkar road found a very old pitcher filled with gold jewellery and simply disappeared with the bounty.
But, Qasim believes, the remains of Pari Nagar not only provide an opportunity to explore history but could also become a site of religious tourism.
"The pieces of iron found here are an indication of ship making industry in the old Pari Nagar dockyard," he says.
Qasim also points out that the Jains in India are pretty rich and could become a major source of attraction if "religious tourism" (in his words) is promoted well.
"Our department has prepared a master plan for the conservation and restoration of heritage sites and to make them a tourist attraction. With the advent of Thar Express we can attract the Jain population in India and promote religious tourism," he says.
The pilgrimage would also provide job opportunities to the local people and boost relations between Pakistan and India, he says.
"Two pillars of Virawah Temple have also been preserved in the Karachi National Musuem during the colonial period."
He says that the government has earmarked Rs 500 million for conservation work in Sindh and an additional Rs 500 million for survey and documentation under a 10-year plan that extends up to 2011.
Chacha Ali Nawaz, 81, a respected figure of Nagarparkar declares that he is a witness to the fact that the people of Jain religion lived in Tharparkar prior to Partition, but after Pakistan achieved independence in 1947 they migrated to India and took many statues with them.
"There were about 800 Jain families in Pari Nagar prior to Partition but they were looted by Thakurs and they shifted to India," he says.
apathy in pdx
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271.365 // Y3 // 24.11.2010
Worst day in a long time - bawled my eyes out in front of my new line manager, although, it was probably a good thing in the long run.
There's absolutely nothing to say about this day other than it was utterly, utterly awful, and I do not want to talk about it, so do not ask. Kthxbai.
And the trees are now skeletons of themselves
withering impressions of the past
Thanks Cy :]
Song to listen to: The Winter by Apathy
If you like Hip Hop you'll enjoy this song. I hear it every year when the season comes.
a derelict vista, on display at angkor wat, cambodia. on one hand such permissive access to an ancient ruin can feel magical. on the other hand one is left wanting to explore the built environment that was intended by it's designers.
{commentary x-post}
on a slightly similar(?) stylistic theme, here are two pictures of Apathy's MNF Rheia (i don't know if she's named? if she has a special name, i am terrible and i forgot it) at one of the Anime Boston doll meets.
she was dyed tan, but apparently something happened to cause the patches of white resin to show through. i personally really like the effect of this, but then i think i've covered the whole "i like it when dolls look a little weird" thing enough already today...
i didn't take too many pics at the AB doll meets (and i only made it to like, <5 minutes of the Saturday one) but i'll get around to posting the ones i do have that make the cut in the next couple days, since it's been like 3 weeks already.
THE WARS IN NON WAR ZONES!
a war against:
poverty
caste
illiteracy
corruption
stigma
indifference
apathy
racism
bigotry
xenophobia
some of the ongoing
conflicts in 2022 where the horrendous plight of hundreds of thousands of people are mostly ignored in the major media daily :
the war on Terror
Darfur
Sudan
Congo
Mexican Drug War
Boko Haram insurgency Nigeria
Syrian Civil Wars
Women raped
not forgetting the
homicides in the USA
and recently 24/7, UKRAINE
( the main media show now )
maybe the cameras need a wider scope
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earning a living in
Kolkata
during Namaz
Photography’s new conscience
Swami Virajananda - "the apathy of human beings"
These are the rules:
1 - Click here: www.en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The title of the first item that you happen random is the name of your band.
2 - Click here: www.quotationspage.com/ (and then on "Random Quotes" on the left)
The last four or five words of the quote that appears there will be the album title.
3 - Click here: www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what: that is the cover of your disc.
4 - In Photoshop/whatever, create the cover of your debut disc
THX a lot to the jezalicious Jeza May for this, it was fun ;)
from an original stock image, cropped and edited.
***NEW*** PRINTS of this work available at marianafuzaro.deviantart.com/art/Apathy-411348514
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
(John Lennon)
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