on international women’s day don’t forget the day was started by jewish socialist women & immigrants striking against unfair labour conditions and the first marches that began the international women’s day movement were organized by socialists as well. it isn’t just some uwu solidarity good feel day, it is explicitly a day to talk about labour, to show solidarity with working class women, to strike back against capitalism, and if your women’s day organizing leaves behind women of colour, immigrants & jewish women, focuses on how women should “lean in” & acquire corporate power over others, you’re fucking up bad.
my favorite picture ever is the one that says “HELL IS FULL, BITCH” and then it has the national suicide prevention hotline on it. it makes me smile every time
#INKWELLBALLWEEK is happening between the 12th-16th of march 2018!
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You’ve all been invited to the talk of a town, Inkwell’s very own ball!
Join in with your own o.c’s and or canon characters and just have fun!
DAY 1: You’re Invited!
Your character has just been invited to the ball! What’s their reaction, their first thoughts?
DAY 2: Who should I ask?
Well now that your invited, you’ll need a date (or a friend to go with, if you prefer.) Interact with other artists and draw/write how they ask them out!
DAY 3: What to Wear?
A stunning outfit to steal the spotlight! Draw/write your character in their ball outfit
DAY 4: The Big Night
The night as come! You’re all arriving at the ball, what’s your characters reaction, what’s the first thing they do? Eat all the food? Get blackout drunk?
DAY 5: Would you like to Dance?
Lastly, draw your character dancing with their partner, or enjoying time by themselves!
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TAG YOUR WORKS AS #InkwellBallWeek SO OTHER ARTISTS AND I CAN SEE WHAT BEAUTIFUL STUFF YOU’VE MADE!
my policy for “they’re just doing it for attention” has always been and always will be “then someone needs to pay attention to them”
I’ve always thought this
Let me tell you about the time I worked as a computer teacher for a small private school. My first day went well, but in the staff room that day I was told I was lucky that this one kid was out sick. No one could control him.
Next week, he was in. It took me 10 minutes to determine that I was dealing with a 10 year old kid who was incredibly intelligent, more than a little bored, and loved being the center of attention.
He was also black. I say this because I think that a intelligent, somewhat bored, attention-seeking white kid might have been treated differently.
So, day one I made him sit by himself where no one could see him to stop him from taking over the class (which he was clearly used to doing).
Day two: I paid close attention to when he finished (not surprising, he was first and did everything correctly). I immediately told him he was helping me, and paired him with a struggling student.
My hunch was right; he made a excellent teacher. He thrived on having this other kid’s attention. He wasn’t bored. He was one of my best students.
He was a bright kid. And he needed people to pay attention to him and would settle for any kind of attention he could get. But when he was able to channel that positively, he was a great student and a really helpful classmate.
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