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Portal/Allan, 21, Cowboy King, he/they♑️
Tags: #portalsart, #portalsposts
I dont know what to say. I’m at a
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Pocket book, covered in embroidered satin, 19th century. France. Via Cooper Hewitt
From an early age, Asian artists are taught to erase ourselves and other people of color. But self-love puts us back in the picture.
It’s easy to beat ourselves up for centering/privileging whiteness—which I’ve done in my previous works. But it’s not mutually exclusive to be proud of those works, and still recognize our failings and limitations that we need to work on.
It’s not wholly incumbent on creators of color to dismantle racist institutions on our own (the responsibility lies primarily with the white people who built them), but we can and should do our best to push back on these systems whenever possible.
(Please don’t repost or edit my work. Reblogs are always appreciated)
look. i don’t think my stretch marks are beautiful. i don’t think they’re tiger stripes or natural tattooos. i don’t think my acne is beautiful. i don’t think the bags under my eyes are beautiful. i just think they’re human. and i don’t think i have to be beautiful all of the time in order to be accepted and loved and sucessful. i don’t think every small detail of my outer appearence needs to be translated into prettiness.
mythological drinks! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
consume at your own risk, some will grant you immortality while others will make you burp ghosts! also here are some info pops to sate yall curiosity too~
1. /Norse/ Yggdrasil root beer
2. /Chinese/ Immortality peach bubble tea
3. /Hindu/ Amrita in a can
4. /Aztec/ Quetzalcoatl milk chocolate
5. /Welsh/ Cauldron of Rebirth
6. /Greek/ Ambrosia juice box
7. /Egyptian/ Sunshine Ra-mune
8. /Sumerian/ Gilgamesh’s Herb of Life tea
9. /Persian/ 7Universe fizzy Jamshid pop
Petroleum, when you think about it, is definitely an escaped piece of worldbuilding from a twee gothic fantasy dystopia
“The elven civilization gets energy from poisonous, flammable rock juice mined deep underground, sometimes causing earthquakes in the process. It’s slowly roasting their planet, but they keep doing it anyway to light their disposable palaces and fuel nihilistic displays of opulent wealth. Its stabler aethers are used in cosmetics rubbed upon the skin.”
Like, all it needs is a sinister glowing magenta aesthetic to be absolutely ludicrously fake
“where did it come from?”
“oh just the bodies and bones of great beasts of legend, crushed for aeons beneath mountains of stone”