eireannmor.bsky.social
Nautilus Island's hermit heiress (settler, she)
Books, bread, cloth, cyclamen, snow, roses, rooms
Walking—looking—liberation
PATTERN-BOOK (Carcanet, 2025), THE CENTURY (Milkweed, 2020); rep: Wylie
profile, Corita print; banner, campion/gorse
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* smuggled, whatever. Sometimes my phone stops making suggestions and I LIKE that
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Great alt text, too
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in the meme version it is
born to hehe haha [photo of me pulling prints while teaching and somehow also doing archival research, text of book unspooling over my head]
forced to [three separate email inboxes open simultaneously]
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❤️ yes and still we go on
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living for this short time in this strange place has not been easy (some family medical stuff has meant it's been very hard at times) but I've been so lucky to make work and to get to teach a class that uses 100% of my skills and imagination and to do research in these archives and to go away filled
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and tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
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this has been a good day
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another student is doing work that learns from Richard Long, taking 60-minute walks and documenting through writing and photos every 1 minute
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my student made a very beautiful book
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and tomorrow I'm going to Touch Corita Kent's letters
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clay makes thinking possible
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and follow it
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there is no safety without one another
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I watched my mailbox for letters containing student work. The days felt slow, quiet and full but also with a hum of uncertainty and some dread
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I took a walk into the north part of the town I lived in. I found some birch logs with a "free" sign. I photographer them and also the wild and domesticated plants I had been tracking. We would have been nearly at the end of the teaching term.
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look how our revered dead distribute themselves among us
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<3
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related: please have me come to wherever you are and talk about weeds and/or prepositions
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also very interesting! did not know this
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that's a great read.
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"Weeds remind me of my [unwanted] belief in the boundary between desirable and undesirable, thinkable and unthinkable. They cross that boundary: historically, materially—what I found in the archive was evidence of their border crossing. My teachers, weeds appear everywhere in the world’s grammar."
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now I had better have some toast and tea