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Hello Darlings

On the second level of the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, there are six eyes at the end of a long walkway. They surround the name, “Guillermo del Toro.” Through the entrance are pieces (big / small, spooky / scary, wonky / familiar) that encapsulate things that I have feared. Monsters, ghosts, abnormality, uncertainty. Things we…

Peanut Butter Cup Ice Cream Cake

Let them eat cake. I have been scouring the internet lately, and it seems there is a tremendous amount of doubt as to whether or not those words were ever uttered by Marie Antoinette. It is a representation of disparity. History was made by a man placing words onto a woman. What a transference of…