I went to the local art show today, and they have two of them. One is upstairs in the main city gallery, and that’s the big art show for grown-ups like me. The other is the children’s art show, in the smaller gallery.
The grown-up art show is pretty much what you’d expect. There’s a lot of pretentiousness and awkwardness. And, weirdly, fear? The entire gallery radiates this hushed, uncomfortable vibe of, “Please like me.”
And all the wrong stuff wins, too. Because the judge thinks he knows what art is supposed to look like, even though you can tell by his choices that he’s terrified to admit he hasn’t got a clue. Basically the whole grown-up show looked as if a bunch of people who weren’t sure if they were allowed to call what they were doing art had gotten together and hung up their pictures and then fled the room in terror.
The children’s art show was a triumph in fearlessness by comparison. I saw an abstract painting in there that was all green and red blobs called, “Volcanic Eruption in the Jungle.”
Like what else would green and red blobs be, right? Other than a volcano in a jungle. After seeing that painting, I can’t imagine any other appropriate use for red and green blobs in a work of art. All red-and-green blob art has been ruined for me.
Another little kid made a mosaic out of what must have been an entire bucket of glass beads, and he called it “Steve Perry the Fish.” I mean how do you beat that. You don’t.
We got to vote for our favorite work of art in the children’s show, so I voted for five year old Stephanie’s portrait of her pet bird Albert. She hadn’t won any ribbons, but you could tell she was proud of it, so I thought she deserved a vote. I don’t think Albert had a head in his portrait, but I don’t know if that matters. I’m sure if you asked Stephanie could tell you what happened to his head.
I don’t have anything against grown-up artists. Obviously I’m one of them. But we should really draw more volcanoes.
i see lucy as a racist film that plays on negative stereotypes while hiding behind the cover of (white) feminism.
all this film has done is switch out the white man for a white woman. it’s still a film about a white person getting violated by the evil poc, then gaining power and wiping them out.
here’s 2 of my favourite scenes from the trailer:
from top to left to right:
KEEP CLEAN 保持清潔，APPLE 蘋果，ONION 洋蔥，GRAPE 葡萄，CHAIR 椅子，TOMATO 番茄
traditional chinese is an actual written language used by millions of people, not symbols to be thrown around at the whim of set designers because they look cool and idk, serves to create a menacing asian atmosphere. this is so disrespectful, and made even worse by the fact that this film in set it taipei, taiwan where the official written language is traditional chinese.
it doesn’t matter that this film caters to a primarily “white” audience who won’t be able to read it, the language and culture of taiwan isn’t something for you to twist and use as you deem fit because it’s “exotic.”
lucy shoots a guy for not being able to speak english.
she l i t e r a l l y shoots this taiwanese taxi driver, in taiwan for not being able to speak english. she’s in taipei and she’s shooting people as they are of no use to her because they don’t speak english.
just think about the sort of message that’s sending out. she’s not being “bad-ass strong female character who takes no shit,” she’s saying that english is useful and better. this is the type of harmful ideology that stretches all the way back from when western countries were colonising and forcing their language and customs on other countries.
let me explain with a real life example. i was born in new zealand to two taiwanese parents. i am fluent in english, but mandarin is conversational at best. my friends in taiwan say that i am “so lucky” to speak fluent english, when they are fluent in mandarin and their english level is no worse than my mandarin. they tell me that they want to perfect their english but in the same breath tell me that mandarin isn’t worth perfecting because i have english and that’s “enough”. they also tell me how pretty my white friends are when they see pictures.
this is the type of neo imperialism ideology that they’ve grown up buying into. it honestly hurts and frustrates me that they belittle their own culture like this, honestly believing that the western world is superior. this is the type of neo imperialism ideology that this film (hopefully unintentionally) promotes: white people are better and will save the day.
if they wanted to film a movie about a white women getting back at those who had violated her, why not film it in a western country? if they wanted to film it in taiwan, why not find an asian lead actress?
i do agree that we need more women protagonists in action/superhero movies, but not like this. its not okay that the female lead needs to be kidnapped and have her body cut open without her consent in order to gain her powers, and those said those powers do not make any of this racist bullshit okay.
i am just so tired and angry of poc always being brushed off to the side as either props or villains in mainstream media.
as a poc, it’s so frustrating to see that the of the standard of beauty still white women when we live in multi-cultural societies and a diverse world.
feminism is about equality. a film in which poc are presented as evil and inferior before being killed off by a superior white woman does not promote equality.
okay, most of what i do re: harry potter is criticism, and hp is flawed in such a number of ways, but sometimes i just sit here and
i mean, you all have a comprehension of just how drastically harry potter changed literature, yeah? like. it revitalized it. it blew the literary scene apart. the new york times had to create a separate bestseller’s list for children’s lit just because harry potter existed. harry potter changed reading.
so many people on tumblr were born in the ’90s. when the first book came out, most of us couldn’t read. but we grew up in a world where everyone, everyone, everyone was reading harry potter, no matter how old they were; we grew up in a world where the most popular story in the entire world was a fantasy children’s book.
it’s sort of difficult to grasp, sometimes, the extent to which harry potter is not just a book. the extent to which what is basically a series of fun, interesting, and fairly good novels is such an enormous, enormous part of our lives, a cultural touchstone, a truly universal reference point, something so many people have shaped their lives around, a foundation for all of the stories we would read and watch for the rest of our lives— for so many of us, the first books we ever loved
the extent to which so many of us can’t call ourselves “fans” of harry potter, because it would like being a “fan” of, like, having lungs.
it’s not even about liking it or disliking it. it’s just a part of us.
"don’t support nestle!" shouts the liberal on the computer made from parts manufactured at foxconn
consumer activism is a lie, see you in hell or in communism
lmao try boycotting a brand in monopoly capitalism
It’s difficult to get away from brand names. Actually, it’s difficult to get away from capitalism in general.
Holy shit that picture
For those of you that are just finding out.