“For me - I’m - I feel really connected to Laurel when we work. But i’m not aware that - oh this is chemistry. I don’t go ooooh, chemistry. She walks in the room and it’s chemistry! It’s beyond our control almost - it’s almost this other entity that lives between us. Who knows, maybe it’s some karmic thing or something. I don’t know. But it really works, so that’s exciting.” Jennifer Beals about her chemistry with Laurel Holloman
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Catherine Deneuve, 1980s
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“[The older generation of writers who had established the rules for modern fiction under the assumption that their experience was “universal”] gained the ability to write stories where they could “show” and not “tell" … They had this ability not because they were masterful stylists of language or because they dripped with innate talent. The power to “show, not tell” stemmed from the writing for an audience that shared so many assumptions with them that the audience would feel that those settings and stories were “universal.” (It’s the same hubris that led the white Western establishment to assume its medicine, science, and values superior to all other cultures …) Look at the literary fiction techniques that are supposedly the hallmarks of good writing: nearly all of them rely not on what was said, but on what is left unsaid. Always come at things sideways; don’t be too direct, too pat, or too slick. Lead the reader in a direction but allow them to come to the conclusion. Ask the question but don’t state the answer too baldly. Leave things open to interpretation… but not too open, of course, or you have chaos. Make allusions and references to the works of the literary canon, the Bible, and familiar events of history to add a layer of evocation—but don’t make it too obvious or you’re copycatting. These are the do’s and don’ts of MFA programs everywhere. They rely on a shared pool of knowledge and cultural assumptions so that the words left unsaid are powerfully communicated. I am not saying this is not a worthwhile experience as reader or writer, but I am saying anointing it the pinnacle of “craft” leaves out any voice, genre, or experience that falls outside the status quo. The inverse is also true, then: writing about any experience that is “foreign” to that body of shared knowledge is too often deemed less worthy because to make it understandable to the mainstream takes a lot of explanation. Which we’ve been taught is bad writing!”
— — Cecilia Tan, from Uncanny Magainze 18 (via violetephemera)
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Rooney Mara, Cate Blanchett and Julianne Moore attend the Givenchy show as part of the Paris Fashion Week Womenswear Spring/Summer 2018 on October 1, 2017 in Paris, France.
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Important image: Suzie Mathers as Elphaba
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life is so subtle sometimes that you barely notice yourself walking through the doors you once prayed would open.
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Catherine Deneuve is an ageless goddess of beauty.
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Joan Watson + POLKA DOT TIE! \(^ω^\)
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Suzie Mathers (Glinda) & Jemma Rix (Elphaba)
Australian Tour Company; AUSTRALIA - Photo by Jeff Busby
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“I’ll have her home by 8” VS “She calls me Daddy too” [insp.]
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born to die: january 27, 2012
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I remember when I was in the army, 20 years ago, suddenly developing chickenpox. The itch was agonising. A friend, Viknesh, accompanied me as I waited for the ferry to take me back to the main island. I couldn’t chat much with him; I was in too much discomfort. I knew I couldn’t scratch the vesicles on my skin, but I needed to dissipate that terrible urge. And then Viknesh started drumming on the surface of a table with his hands. I closed my eyes and listened. The beats he produced were complex: I tried to figure out which ones were made with the base of his palms, his fingers, his fingernails. When he stopped, I said to him, ‘Eh, don’t…please continue.’ Viknesh happily obliged.
The music had transported me, brought me out from the shell of my pain. It was sublime distraction, and one of the very few shining things I remember from the murk that was BMT. Which is why I cannot understand why musical instruments for Thaipusam are banned by the government. This isn’t pseudo-science: research has shown that music can interfere with the signal pathways for both acute and chronic pain. To deny devotees this mode of relief–or put another way, this connection to the transcendent, the circuit between soul and divinity that bypasses the flesh–is cruel. And to seek refuge in the idea that 'this is the law of the land’ shows a lack of moral imagination–there are some laws, fixated on the utilitarian (traffic disruptions, noise 'pollution’), that are also inhumane.
Shanmugam makes the claim that religious foot processions are a 'privilege’ granted to the Hindu community, and denied to the other religious communities. This is a very poor argument which presupposes that every single religious community in Singapore has foot processions as an integral part of its faith. Some people mention the banning of the Muslim procession celebrating the Prophet’s birthday (Maulid/Maulud Nabi), observed in countries like Malaysia and Indonesia. But this procession is not mandatory, and observance takes different forms depending on the cultural practices of respective countries. And puritan Muslims like the Salafis and Deobandis believe the observance to be an innovation or heresy (bid'ah) and should be forbidden.
Also, I am not entirely certain that foot processions are completely banned for other religious communities in Singapore. I have seen Chinese funeral processions before, and surely these are of a 'religious’ nature? And there is also the Nine Emperor God festival (famous for a swaying sedan chair carried by devotees), which involves a procession from a Taoist temple to a water body (like Serangoon River or Punggol End Beach). But I never like making this kind of argument about seeming 'unfairness’ because the state has a tendency to respond by rolling back the rights of others, instead of extending these rights to the ones making the plea.
To my Hindu friends, I just want to say that I believe that the majority of Singaporeans do not support this kind of heavy-handed and iron-fisted approach to a community’s religious rights. I think I speak on their behalf when I say that the government is not acting on our behalf with this ban. What is the whole point of having 'Inter-Racial and Religious Circles’ when the state can’t recognise the fundamental religious liberties of a community? Why can’t they see that the perception of religious persecution is a far greater threat to public peace and harmony than traffic snarls and loud music? It’s filled me with sadness that the country is moving in a direction further and further away from the Singapore I once knew. Or perhaps what we are really observing is a government that is steadily drifting away from the Singaporeans that they are supposed to represent.
Alfian Sa'at (via cmcyan)
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I do not love my country. Its abstract lustre
is beyond my grasp.
But (although it sounds bad) I would give my life
for ten places in it, for certain people,
seaports, pinewoods, fortresses,
a run-down city, gray, grotesque,
various figures from its history,
mountains
(and three or four rivers).
José Emilio Pacheco, High Treason, trans. Alistair Reid (via brittleglory)