let me go… #storymooc
Aww, TY Hanna. Your beauty, inside and out, your intelligence, and your honesty, always amaze me. If anyone has issues with your generation, or finds the Internet somehow problematic, you are the proof that they’re wrong.
Yes! I am doing well. I’m teaching, and doing art projects, and blogging of course, and starting next week I’ll also be taking a course from Stanford Online. I hope you’re doing well too. You are so alive Hanna. It’s thrilling and terrifying.
So I spent an hour or two in Red Square with a few friends on a candle-lit vigil for Nadezhda Tolokonnikova, a member of Pussy Riot, who was in jail, on a hunger strike. (She has since been hospitalized and fed.)
Lisa dropped in (right of me on far left). Vaneeesa Blaylock, Agnes Sharple, and Diptheria, from left to right.
- Reblogged from paywriter
Vanessa Blaylock turned 2 today!
Has it only been 2 years? Crazy! I’ve fallen in & out of love with tumblr so many times by now — I thought it must have been longer! :D
- Source: assets
Candlelight Vigil • Red Square • Virtual Moscow
Monday 30 September 6pm PDT /
Tuesday 1 October 1am GMT / 5am MST
We’ve been migrating blogs to Facebook comments. It’s pretty cool. Just noticed that Comodo Dragon totally blocks all Facebook elements from a WordPress site. Even if you’re logged in to FB on another tab. Hmm… let’s do a Browsers & FB Comments survey:
Chrome - FB Yes
Iron - FB Yes
Comodo Dragon - FB No
Firefox - FB Yes
Pale Moon - FB Yes
Sea Monkey - FB Yes
Opera - FB Yes
Hmm… should I break down and try the MS thing and the Apple thing? Ok, it’s for “science”… I’ll do it!
Internet Explorer - FB Yes, but Google Drive embeds blocked
Safari - FB Yes, but Google Drive embeds blocked
Koninklijk Conservatorium, The Hague, #1996. Rehearsing a piece adapted from the life of Anne Frank. #xx
Koninklijk Conservatorium, TheHague, 1996, Vanessa Blaylock dancing with Stephen Carpenter. I was 26 and in grad school. Steven was a beautiful dancer and, damn, a beautiful man. I was dating someone else at the time, a guy named Mark (different Mark from the Mark Zackerly I later married) but somehow I always sort of imagined that Stephen and I would date one day. We never did. When I married Mark years later, I remember wondering why Stephen and I had never dated. Oh well. Dancing with him was a really powerful and rich experience.