1.0Soft Sensibilitieshttps://kimberlypearl.co/blogKimberlyhttps://kimberlypearl.co/blog/author/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="AivqQyV3dF"><a href="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/spring-awakening/">Spring Awakening</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/spring-awakening/embed/#?secret=AivqQyV3dF" width="600" height="338" title="“Spring Awakening” — Soft Sensibilities" data-secret="AivqQyV3dF" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> I struggle, still, to find the words to explain (or excuse?) the silence since my last post. Even with the conclusion of Derek Chauvin’s trial, things feel bleak: and to be honest, every step forward feels like it’s countered by two back. The rage is exhausting: I’m frustrated by the world and even more so by my inability to contribute in a meaningful, tangible way. I have the wherewithal to say something, but feel frozen. Even worse is the guilt that follows: I need a break, but who am I to turn away when so many cannot? A light, though, has been working with Studio ATAO. The team’s dedication to education and social justice is a beacon of inspiration and motivation; the work they pour into creating comprehensive think pieces is admirable—and the array of resources offered is invaluable. If you’d like to join their community or contribute to their efforts, do! And in the spirit of recognizing the good (and acknowledging the power of gratitude), here’s a list of a few more things that have brought joy amidst everything else: LISTENING TO MUSIC It sounds too banal, trivial even, that a few minutes a day could shift my entire mood—but…http://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-content/uploads/2021/05/yoshitomo-nara-22miss-spring22-lacma-exhibition.jpg