I just watched All Of Us Strangers and I had the audio description on. I really liked the movie but oh wow the audio description was exciting! Specifically because of a connection I noticed between the first and last scene. (Possible spoilers!)
Here are my thoughts I jotted down right after finishing the movie, trying to recall the audio description from memory.
The audio description of the opening scene described sunlight reflecting on a building getting brighter orange, intensifying like a starburst. The end scene of Adam and Harry resting in bed drew further away making them smaller, and then morphed into a ball of light. It became a shining star in the night sky.
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Covid, Mother's Day, and Masks in Healthcare
Got to spend Mothers Day [weekend] with my mom and mom-in-law, a rare occurrence between Grad School chaos and the Covid pandemic. Thankful for these masked mamas every day 💕 I mask because living with Covid does not have to mean accepting inevitable infection to celebrate important things with family. I 💯 support the push to keep masks in healthcare because I should not be more worried about my moms catching Covid at the doctor than I am of them catching Covid at UGA’s graduation, and without masks, I absolutely AM more concerned about healthcare. If you, as a healthcare worker, enjoy hanging out with your family, I am urging you to remember that your patients have families too, and your refusal to mask at work threatens their time with their families by putting them at heightened risk of death and debilitating disability while making them potential vectors of community transmission. Your refusal to mask in public is harmful—your refusal to mask at work as a healthcare worker is UNACCEPTABLE. Protect your patients, and remember, you signed up for that very tough job, and whether you “like” it or not, infection control is part of the package. And remember, it take minimal effort to be kind, but that minimal effort can literally be the difference between life and death for your patients. You ask why mask in clinic, I ask, why the fuck not?
More footage from my graduation celebrations and associated covid mitigations:
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love is stored in the fictional couple i’ve gotten overly invested in
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please enjoy this eastern grass owl. owls are so important to me please observe him
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saying “visual style" because, for example, if you would swap your current wardrobe for an identical, ethically made counterpart, there would be no visible change
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at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"
like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.
"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."
... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.
and i'd still keep writing.
i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.
i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley
"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"
and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.
it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.
you create because you're greedy.
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i refuse to believe that boycotting is hard. my favourite thing in the world is ordering maccies after a late night at work/a concert/getting drunk. yes i do miss it sometimes. but the other night i ordered from a small place near my house instead and it was the most orgasmic burger i've ever had in my life. i very rarely say this but fucking suck it up people are DEAD
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One of my favorite Murderbot things is when the enemy is like: "time to be hostile! Security system, take care of that threat!"
And the security system is standing there metaphorically holding hands and making a friendship bracelet with Murderbot like: "Oh shit, there's a threat? Where!?" *turns to murderbot* "Did you see anything?"
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I had an idea for a one-off Rise episode plot and just wanted to quickly sketch up some visuals for it.
The plot goes as follows:
Donnie attempts to invent a cloning machine and, due to some kind of science-y mishap, ends up cloning himself...a lot. But there's a catch to this - the clones aren't exact copies of Donnie, they each possess just ONE of the various facets of his personality (i.e. brainy, broody, sarcastic, passionate, dramatic, mischievous, etc.) and a small portion of his mystic powers. Don tries his darnedest to keep the whole situation under wraps while he searches for a way to fix it, but some of the more rambunctious Donnies quickly escape and begin stirring up trouble in the Lair, so it doesn't stay a secret for very long.
To make matters worse - the real Donnie starts to slowly disappear (something having to do with his existence being divided among the Donnies or blahblahblah fake science explanation). So, while he and the scientist Donnies continue to look for a way to reverse the cloning effect, his brothers and Co. set to work gathering up all the other Donnies so they can put them back where they belong and keep Donnie Prime™ from vanishing.
Hilarity, wholesomeness (and some mild angst) ensues.
(Note: I meant to include April in that second-to-last image, but ran out of room. Just know that she, Splinter, and probably Casey Jr. are all there, as well.)
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Marfans Appointment at Baylor Genetics
On Thursday, February 16, 2023,
Mom and I traveled to Houston Texas and back. I had an appointment with Baylor Genetics. (THAT WAS A LONG DAY. Left home about 4:15 a.m. or earlier and got back around 4:30 p.m. at the latest.)
In July 2021, I got diagnosed with Marfans syndrome by Oschner in New Orleans, they wanted me to go to Baylor genetics as they are the “experts”.
it started with Mom and…
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library achievement UNLOCKED ✅
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speaking of astarion and the circus, i need everyone to know of this amazing revelation: the reason astarion disapproves so much when you volunteer him for dribble's show is bc he's genuinely kind of scared of the clown
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now that almost everyone's got polls, i feel like sharing this information for non-screen reader users : when you haven't yet voted on a poll, the screen reader will read each line one by one (you won't know it's a poll until you've reached the end of the options and the screen reader reads how long the poll will last); whereas once you've voted, the screen reader will read all the options, percentages included, as one block of text.
i'm not saying this because of accessibility issues, just you know, it never hurts to know how new, omnipresent features are actually experienced by disabled people.
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consider how deranged you sound when you say shit like “that’s what you get when you live in the south lol”
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I recently had to do a project in one of my psych classes, and man, I knew that CBT was used for every little thing, but seeing over and over, "do CBT! CBT is the best for every mental illness!" was so jarring. I'm absolutely biased because of my own experiences, but I just don't think it's as universal a treatment model as it's touted.
If you didn't benefit from CBT, it's not because you're lazy or didn't try hard enough or lacked intelligence or foresight into your own needs. Frankly, it's a therapy model that (I think) shouldn't be the only readily-accessible model and among the only therapy models covered by insurance. Some of us should not be treated in a CBT model and that's okay. It's not a sign of poor character or unreasonable demands, and if you don't think it's a model that works for you, then it's your right to express that!
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