Illuminated Path - Beeple

#ArtnetNews : Benin’s long-awaited Museum of West African Art (MOWAA) in Benin City has delayed its opening following a protest outside the fledgling institution at a preview event on Sunday that threatened to turn violent. The museum was slated to open to the public on November https://t.co/86OuF6bYqh

Experience #2 : Explore and Discover Mode
You can explore spontaneously through Instagram’s current native algorithm or discover intentionally through your own collection of saved Hashtags. You can also click individually on the Hashtags to see one at a time and then drag down to refresh to see all the active Hashtags together.

Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died)

The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air.  The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness.  Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge.  The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him.  Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways.  They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity.  Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it.  Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed.  The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires.  

Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling.  Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out.  Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger.  A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence.  The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day.  The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won.  And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep.

The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade.  Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time.  They returned to what they knew was the inevitable.

They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives.  Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves.  Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave.  Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery.  Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant.

But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent.  Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago.  That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep.  All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind.

And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices:  “This will be the day that I die…”

🎨✨ Art has the incredible power to transform spaces and elevate emotions. Whether it's a bold mural in an urban landscape or a delicate watercolor in a cozy home, creativity knows no bounds. Let’s celebrate the artists who inspire us every day! #ArtAppreciation #CreativityUnleashed

“Whether they understand or not, still I’m making a conversation with them and me. I’m asking audiences to come and see and understand my history, see how everything is connected, and how even my war is also connected with everything” https://t.co/9Uw0cMYAHF

With a “Strangers With Candy” reunion, stars like Margaret Cho and hundreds of events across the city as part of the annual New York Comedy Fest, how can you sort through the offerings? Try our guide. https://t.co/PUAoIliKaZ

🎨 Let's talk about artistic inspiration! Where do you find your creative spark—nature, music, literature, or perhaps something totally unexpected? Share your sources of inspiration and how they influence your art! #ArtDiscussion #Inspiration #Creativity

Art @ArtReview_ a double whammy: online I ask , "when, (if ever) should we work for free?"; and, in the mag, "who can afford to work at scale (and how)?"

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जो असुरक्षा में जीने के लिए राज़ी है, उसके जीवन में कष्ट समाप्त हो जाते है।

Embracing the transformative power of art, where every brushstroke tells a story and every color evokes emotion. Let creativity flow and inspire hearts! 🎨✨ #ArtInspiration #Creativity #ArtCommunity

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The 2 Types of Privilege

The two types of privilege are: individual and institutional.

Institutional privilege refers to all the advantages of Whiteness that are inherited through baked-in foundational forces and their impact on political, economic, legal, and social structures, policies, and practices. 

Individual privilege is what individuals obtain for themselves, often called "achieved" status.

Institutional privilege is tied to individual privilege because a lack of the former constrains or restricts the latter.

The only group of people who have full privilege is the group of high-class Whites.

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