Lauren Pikó
@booklearning
Sometimes historian, evaluator, writer, researcher. Always about disability justice and lying down. Exhortations for slowness, process, practice.🥄 Views own. laurenpiko.com
Tried to nap but couldn't, paradoxically because I was thinking about Ivan Illich writing in 1974 about participatory low energy societies
Real ones know that intellectual disciplinarity is akin to that time that Greg tried to convince a horse named Eustace to pull a plough [Excerpt below from: Dening, G. 1973. “History as a Social System.” Historical Studies 15 (61): 673–85. doi.org/10.1080/1031... ]
It's far from the only or most important form of resistance, but it's a good day to lean on your most nourishing analogue tools to carve out a little space for your soul
Happy birthday William Morris, sorry that your ghost has to keep so busy haunting so many people
Reading Shelley while waiting for an appointment sometimes has similar vibes to reading gossip magazines in the waiting room, feeling enlivened by potent snark
In honour of today's fash-normalising media piece trying to invoke gnosticism, please accept this extremely queer excerpt from The Thunder: Perfect Mind, a roughly 3rd century gnostic text found in the Nag Hammadi collection:
Further proving that the citations that are most personally significant are those that don't "count" conventionally, have just seen that a podcast episode featuring some guy I know was mentioned in a wonderful @royalhistsoc.org paper from last year:
gonna get this framed to hang next to my unreasonable number of Blake prints 💜
Beset by impossible crushing deadlines, the postie chose to interrupt my panic attack to give me a treat ... Though now I need to not actually read any of it until the weekend/after Sisyphean tasks are somehow complete
Courtesy of the intrepid @bluntshovels.bsky.social , this ARC Discovery project sounds thrilling: "aims to uncover the lived experience of disability in Australian families ...a new understanding of disability as an integral aspect of the Australian story, rather than a minority experience."
It's ten years ago this month that I made the UniMelb meme pages because it turns out a week 10 lecture on theories of neoliberal urbanism wasn't a big drawcard when studio assignments were due that week
This, every time I open anything I wrote the day before, forever, until eternity
Comfort-reading my boy Shelley because he absolutely gets it on every level
Look 16 and 17, the above kings are joined by peach and blue checks and a neon pink and blue barber stripe
Looks 12-15, some glorious suits getting their three seconds of air time
Look number 11, dweeb Gene in the Broadway Melody, another combo I have spent multiple decades looking for pieces to replicate (the third great windowpane check blazer to appear in this film)
Look number 10. We aren't even in the wall-to-wall fashion inspo section of the Broadway Melody yet and we have some peak blazer lounging
People talk about Harvey Keitel in Pulp Fiction as one of those legendary brief film appearances that sticks with you, but he had nothing on purveyor of look number 7: Phoebe Dinsmore, vocal coach, lover of draping, comfy deep voiced icon
5. My 80s brocade blazer collection wishes it had cuffs the size of a small car like Don
There's a lot of fairly generic tuxes and tails at the premiere and at RF's party, but we get straight to look 4, a second windowpane suit matched with a vest I really love. Honorary mention to Cosmo's extremely comfy-looking hat for Make Em Laugh
3. While it's a great look, delivering one of my favourite lines, I can't be made to wear all white under any circumstance
1. The Fit as a Fiddle suits. First appearance of windowpane pattern suits in the film, with green and white two tone brogues (I legitimately have searched online for shoes like this every few months since like 2008)
Currently inked: Parker 45s in Circlet and Harlequin, made in the UK in 1981 before Parker realised they weren't profitable to make and shut down production. They have strong utilitarian Ludd energy to me.
Fully expect this to be a banger in a highly specific way involving a lot of sad middle distance staring