Revisiting this Vice piece....after some recent stuff about Syria that I'm not going to link because no one wants to see a severed head on instagram rite?
Syria gives me a tooth ache, I think of Easter laying out rocks in the graveyard with my mother as a tribute to the dead...second hand trauma shared on well meaning friends Facebook pages and that video of a guy eating a human heart which made everyone go 'wow'.
I'm tired of everything.
I'm tired of Syria.
And yeah um that was a photo essay about Syria told thru pictures of Gremlins.
1. Stephen Shanbrook whose originally intentions were probz more on the line of suicide bombers edgy!!1 but I feel this deeply in terms of Syria...locking my jaws round trauma...2. random tweets from December which shouldn't still be relevant but are...
My piece for Rookie went up on Monday, it was scary to write but people seem to like it, I think (I hope?) I did the missing step, stomach drop, unknown thing, when it went up. But I kept on reminding myself that "some of us are brave". I am trying to be brave. But mostly I'm just hungry or sleepy.I don't have all that many words left but I have picture words if that helps?
Flowers thrown into a dumpster in Greenwood Cemetery, NY, by Edward Brydon, unknown from here, Alfred Kubin. Black Mass, 1905, 'Palestinian lady collects gas bombs fired by Israeli army. She grows flowers in these bombs.' from here.