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There Is War In Our World And Still I Make Art.
Am I Nero fiddling while Rome burns? Perhaps I am a spiritual member of the band that played whilst the Titanic sank? What I know is people are dying and I am sat here recording my thoughts on a computer for a competition... for a competition that will donate some money to the Ukraine... but, it is still for a competition, from which, should I get chosen as a decent contender, I will get kudos.
By Caroline Jane4 years ago in Humans
Art Therapy for Your Broken Heart. Top Story - March 2022.
“I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones” — Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
By Avocado Nunzella BSc (Psych) -- M.A.P 4 years ago in Humans
In Defense of Art as Business
This story focuses on a recent real-life experience. Ukraine is in crisis. Some of us have the means to move mountains to support the people of the country — multi-million-dollar donations. Sanctions. Business restrictions. Medical aid.
By Kat Sabatini4 years ago in Humans
Plastered. Top Story - February 2022.
Plaster is my medium of choice. Its purpose is a means-to-an-end of replication. Yet, when left in its rough, primitive state- as I like to leave it- its reflection is seldom right on the money: never perfect nor does it need to be. I love to plaster my friends and other women’s bodies. What was once a frivolous, fun craft to do in an afternoon has now become a sort-of cosmic healing journey to self-empowerment. I find the most immense amount of joy empowering other women using my plaster-craft as a body-positive celebration.
By Catherine Moore4 years ago in Humans
The 'Violet Protest' Was An Art Campaign We Needed – Even If Its Audience Hasn't Yet Responded
Thanatophobia: fear of death or dying. Athazagoraphobia: fear of being forgotten or forgetting something. Disposophobia: fear of losing something. Three terms I recently learned. Three terms that have likely crept up behind each of us over the past two years. On some level, most have had to reckon with thanatophobia. Many have felt afraid of forgetting to wash our hands, or not touching our face, or socially distancing. Most of all, perhaps, the fear of losing something precious (and perhaps it's not even a thing)—community, connection, sovereign democratic liberty Herself—has been staring down every American for years now. Each unfolding news cycle brings us ever closer to that final back-breaking hay straw. “This…” we’ve each likely said aloud at some point since January 2020 (whether hyperbolically or in earnest), “...this is what’s going to finally upend the country forever.” With different experiences of the pandemic, the rallies for social justice, and the election fallout—even different truths about them—each of us has been compelled to reckon with a fear of losing America (or integral parts of Her). Sadly, this fear might be one of the strongest unifying factors in our present condition as a country.
By Philip Canterbury4 years ago in Humans









