Janna Slow ✨
@jannaslow.bsky.social
Cursed by Liberal Art degree
Into: ☕️🎨🧘🏽♀️🥱🐀📚 📸 🌆🎙🧗🏼♀️
This. Thank you for sharing! I used to work for a preservationist from NYC, who was focusing on preserving neighborhoods in Manhattan; he mentioned briefly he’s faced multiple life threats throughout his career. It’s a hard job. At least there’s still the Stahl House standing in LA…
I was more curious about the general application of historic preservation laws in California. If the building was preserved by the state and then demolished, than there should have been some complications for the owners.
That’s correct. It was older than 50 years old, had a cultural value, — a good candidate for being preserved.
I’m curious if this building was preserved for its architectural and historical significance. Any information?
A wishful thinking of a hypersensitive person 😪 if only a high dose of thc wouldn’t skyrocket my brain into the void of schizo-paranoia, ehhhhh
Alternative ending:
…
Genie: you’ve got two wishes
Me: I wish for more wishes
Genie: that’s against the rules
Me: wish it wasn’t
Genie: you’ve got one wish
Me: I wish for more wishes
Genie: Request limit reached, try again in 4800000 hours, byeeee 👋
Alternative ending:
…
Genie: you have two more wishes
Me: I wish more wishes
Genie: it’s against the rules
Me: wish it wasn’t
Genie: you have one more wish
Me: I wish more wishes
Genie: it’s against the rules
Me: wish it wasn’t
Genie: you’ve reached your limit, see you next time, byeee 👋
In embracing the silence
through the noise of pleasant distractions
I find peace.
🌿
Montréal, April 2024
#immigrant #poetry #mindfulness
A genetic code I am
Is from across the ocean.
The code is screaming:
— I miss my tribe,
My people;
My past,
My dreams,
My childhood.
And here I am - in Canada.
The birds are singing,
The Spring dissolves the Winter,
A rootless body is planting seeds in soil
The ancient ancestors appreciated.
The algorithmic clouds
Are steering ships of beings
Into the void of dreams
Away from the land
made of soil
of dirt
dust
trees
and dead dinosaurs.
#experimental #immigrant #poetry
A chronic search
For answer “why”
A bullet launched
To make me cry
#poetry #neurodivergent
Just begin
Again
and again
and again
and again
Until this word
No longer carry a load
#poetry #simplicity #immigrantlife
Super happy Flickr exists! It’s been a refuge for photographers away from the noisy social media. Thank you 🙏
True! And to be fair I’m not putting enough effort in reaching out (or using my own metaphor, exploring hidden bars with likeminded folks). I find it difficult to form a habit to post and reach out on social media once you’re out of it for a while. How do you find people here? What’s your way?
Thanks for stopping by! I found a refuge for my photography 10 years later on Flickr! It’s still alive!
Not lucky here so far…
Oh, yeah, especially on Instagram: “DM for removal” 🤬 sadly, lots of my friends resend content from such accounts without understanding of the exploitative nature of such.
However, do we credit ourselves or it’s implied if it posted by me?
I use One-Sec for obstacle-opening Instagram. When the app interrupts my scrolling and asks me to take a deep breath, — my brain feels relief as if it was liberated from a prison of tiny boxes on my phone with chains constantly pulling me to scroll down or tap right. So revealing…
Same here! I even got this sweet nostalgic feeling of slight frustration over the fact I can’t edit my tweets, ooops, blueskies (?) lol
Unless it’s Chinese art from the same period, the kittens there are kind of cute ^^
Shen Chou (1427-1509)
Here’s a summary of what I love doing:
☕️🎨🧘🏽♀️🐀🌆🧗🏼♀️
How about you?
#coffee #art #yoga #rats #urbanphotos #bouldering #hobby #passion
I’m experiencing #digital #nostalgia with my first post on BlueSky.
Starting from a scratch is always a bit scary, like moving from Manhattan to Red Hook.
But I’m sure soon enough I’ll find those hidden little bars and art spaces with likeminded humans.
300 signs done. Posting it! #firstpost