l. e. segarra
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Portraiture. Poetry.
I paint and shoot film. Photos and artwork tagged with my name © Lauren E. Segarra.

lostsplendor:

Kenyan woman and chevrotain, Mombasa c. 1909 via imgur.com

lostsplendor:

Kenyan woman and chevrotain, Mombasa c. 1909 via imgur.com

(via vintagegal)

books i have voraciously loved
torn at the binding
tears on the pages

scattered across the earth
given to people i loved the most
and who needed the books
just as badly as i had needed them

i often think of those books
as if they were old friends
lost in the wind and dust of the earth

"where is Coming of Age in Mississippi?"
“who did I give One Hundred Years of Solitude to?”

i miss you

boyirl:

Untitled, 2011Oil on canvas

boyirl:

Untitled, 2011
Oil on canvas

(via porcelain-flood)

mpdrolet:

Roscoe Holcomb, Daisy, KY, 1959
John Cohen

mpdrolet:

Roscoe Holcomb, Daisy, KY, 1959

John Cohen

The Survivors Club (6/30)

myasuoka:

We convene in a hotel room
somewhere across state lines,
here we unzip our sutures
and pull the trauma out
laying it on the bed like street
vendors. I press my back
into the headboard just to feel
something solid, as I remember
the day my father and I waited
in line for a roller coaster…

wasbella102:

Night on the El Train, Edward Hopper
etching

wasbella102:

Night on the El Train, Edward Hopper

etching

veganmovement2012:

"If somebody out there truly believes that humans are meat eaters, I’ll give you a challenge to prove me wrong: I want you to go outside and locate a squirrel. And when you spot that squirrel, put that ‘carnivores’ feet into effect that everybody has and chase that squirrel down, pounce on him and catch him in your mouth. No tools, no weapons, no cages; no one’s allowed to be a cheater and a fake carnivore in this challenge. And when you are done killing this squirrel in your mouth, be my guest: EAT the squirrel. Eyes, nose, face, toes, tail, anus, inner organs, blood, fur, and don’t forget about the brains. You don’t get to pick and choose which body parts you want to eat, and you don’t get to cook it, either. If people want to be real meat eaters, I’d love to see people eat raw flesh from the bone, down to the bone with nothing left but the bones day after day after day.” - Gary Yourofsky
For more info: www.michaelbluejay.com/veg/natural.html

veganmovement2012:

"If somebody out there truly believes that humans are meat eaters, I’ll give you a challenge to prove me wrong: I want you to go outside and locate a squirrel. And when you spot that squirrel, put that ‘carnivores’ feet into effect that everybody has and chase that squirrel down, pounce on him and catch him in your mouth. No tools, no weapons, no cages; no one’s allowed to be a cheater and a fake carnivore in this challenge. And when you are done killing this squirrel in your mouth, be my guest: EAT the squirrel. Eyes, nose, face, toes, tail, anus, inner organs, blood, fur, and don’t forget about the brains. You don’t get to pick and choose which body parts you want to eat, and you don’t get to cook it, either. If people want to be real meat eaters, I’d love to see people eat raw flesh from the bone, down to the bone with nothing left but the bones day after day after day.” - Gary Yourofsky

For more info: www.michaelbluejay.com/veg/natural.html

(via canadian-vegan-eh)

wasbella102:

By Jeffrey T. Larson

wasbella102:

By Jeffrey T. Larson

We must be our own before we can be another’s.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (via observando)

(via unclechanchan)

Save The Mammals

laurenontheinternet:

my friends at the Mammal Gallery have started a Kickstarter to help fund necessary repairs in the building. this gallery is important to me and I’m excited about its potential in downtown Atlanta. if you can’t contribute yourself, please consider reblogging this link to spread the word. thank you!

Ancient moon priestesses were called virgins. ‘Virgin’ meant not married, not belong to a man-a woman who was ‘one-in-herself.’ The very word derives from a Latin root meaning strength, force, skill; and was later applied to men: virle. Ishtar, Diana, Astarte, Isis were all all called virgin, which did not refer to sexual chasity, but sexual independence. And all great culture heroes of the past…, mythic or historic, were said to be born of virgin mothers: Marduk, Gilgamesh, Buddha, Osiris, Dionysus, Genghis Khan, Jesus-they were all affirmed as sons of the Great Mother, of the Original One, their worldly power deriving from her. When the Hebrews used the word, and in the original Aramatic, it meant ‘maiden’ or ‘young woman’, with no connotations to sexual chasity. But later Christian translators could not conceive of the ‘Virgin Mary’ as a woman of independent sexuality, needless to say; they distorted the meaning into sexually pure, chaste, never touched. When Joan of Arc, with her witch coven associations, was called La Pucelle-‘the Maiden,’ ‘the Virgin’ - the word retained some of its original pagan sense of a strong and independent woman. The Moon Goddess was worshipped in orgiastic rites, being the divinity of matriarchal women free to take as many lovers as they choose. Women could ‘surrender’ themselves to the Goddess by making love to a stranger in her temple.

Monica Sjoo and Barbara Mor in the book “The Great Cosmic Mother -Rediscovering the Religion of the Earth” (via sacredwoman)

hell yeah

(via final-ciclico)

because my hair looks bombin’ today.

because my hair looks bombin’ today.

badass female photographers

(Source: killedtheinnocentpeople, via baileys-inashoe)

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