new confetti cannons just dropped

eco-situationism:

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hello from the inside

lestempsdereveur:

All the conditions of modern life—its material plenitude, its sheer crowdedness—conjoin to dull our sensory faculties. And it is in the light of the condition of our senses, our capacities (rather than those of another age), that the task of the critic must be assessed. What is important now is to recover our senses. We must learn to see more, to hear more, to feel more. Our task is not to find the maximum amount of content in a work of art, much less to squeeze more content out of the work than is already there. Our task is to cut back content so that we can see the thing at all.

Susan Sontag, Against Interpretation and Other Essays

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wow wow wow I was making coffee this morning and noticed a bunch of big white fluff floating around outside my window. Now it is January in New York City, but it’s almost 70 degrees out so I knew it wasn’t snow.

Upon closer inspection it was some kind of Hawk(?!?) absolutely FEASTING on a pigeon!!! This is the Lower East Side of Manhattan, so you don’t see this kind of thing every day and I was utterly rapt. I got my binocs, texted my neighbors and drank my coffee communing with nature. It’s a bird eat bird world out there. The circle of life! If you think about it there’s blood everywhere etc.

Eventually I had to do meetings and stuff so went about my day and was honestly shocked to peek out the window 6 hours later and see this same still-hungry bird, back at it, picking the carcass clean. Not an entrail wasted, disembodied pigeon wings and feet dangling from the tree crotch.

Then out of the corner of my eye, i noticed a big fluffy white dog in the window of an apartment accross the way, staring at the birds, just as rapt as me.

It’s dark now, and the big bird is gone. I think he is a Cooper’s Hawk, although he could be a Sharp-Shinned hawk. Either way he is welcome back anytime and I do hope to see him again soon. I love a wild thrill.