To celebrate Pacific Rim’s 10th anniversary I decided to let this thing finally see the light of day.
Diecast figure of GD—I have no idea how I managed to acquire one years after Soul of Chogokin ceased production, but here she finally is after years of sitting unopened in my closet, waiting for her time.
As you can see she’s extremely detailed and very heavy. I forgot she had light up features. I love that they included the oil tanker baseball bat.
This piece was made to show support for Palestinians. This mountain gazelle was created with the colors of the flag and the meaningful patterning of the keffiyeh.
a lot of it just boils down to “as you move through the world sometimes you will see ugly people, and that’s not a problem that needs solving”
you will see people who are old. you will see people who are fat. you will see people who are disabled. you will see people who are not making an effort to keep up with their hygiene or their hair or their clothes. you will see people wearing clothes and makeup and jewelry of a subculture you find disturbing and offputting. this is all fine. this does not need to be solved.
the offered solution has often been to say “oh no, don’t say ugly, they’re all beautiful in their way!” but that’s not the point. nobody has to be beautiful just to exist, to be in public, to be in your view. that road leads to dudebros saying that women they don’t consider sufficiently fuckable should wear bags over their heads. to HOAs urging residents to call the cops on homeless encampments being an ‘eyesore’ on their beautiful streets. to people pushing for institutionalization so that they don’t have to share a public with neurodivergent people. to people demanding that physically divergent people trigger tag photos of themselves.
“everyone is beautiful” works up until you find someone you can’t see the beauty in. but it doesn’t matter. nobody is entitled to a world populated exclusively by beautiful people. no matter what tv and the internet may have led you to believe.
