“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Saturday, August 20, 2011

Merry-Go-Round




...there is something compelling about them (this one in Berkeley in particular). The faces of thousands of different animals crying with joy and pain, and horror. Rotating on the wheel of industrialized life. Riding on a Victorian machine. The lurid wooden cabinets. Or maybe it's the cotton candy.

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