"A rare photo of a telecom technician hatching. He even still has parts of the eggshell on his head."
I painted a study of a doggo I saw on reddit yesterday and it seems like we could use some really good good dogs right now
My friends teenage pitbutt pitbulled directly into the couch at 90mph
I am a friend to all cats. Yes even the mean ones. They have their reasons.
Highly recommend injecting a little whimsy into your life. Say hello to gravestones. Pretend the raindrops on your window are racing. When small children stare at you, wave. My grandfather had a studded belt that started losing its studs. He replaced them with googly eyes. Do what you can to make your life a bit lighter
“you’re so quiet” thanks i don’t feel comfortable expressing my true personality around you
Reblog to give an asexual a treat
Reblog to give an aromantic a treat
Cats love to nibble sweet oats
2017.8.15 Kubuneguchi Station
叡山電鉄 鞍馬線 貴船口駅
Now THIS is art. 😍
lady-sanctuary
“When I first saw the original painting, I began to do some research on that little boy. I could find everything I wanted about every other detail in the painting, but there was nothing about him. No history. And so I wanted to find a way to imagine a life for this young man that the historical painting had never made space for in the composition: his desires, dreams, family, thoughts, hopes. Those things were never subjects that the original artist wanted the viewer to contemplate. In order to reframe the discussion, I decided to physically take action to quiet [and crumple] the side of the painting that we’ve been talking about for a very long time and turn up the volume on this kid’s story. And that’s the reason why I started that painting.” Via Artnet News 2019/03/27
I wish for nothing more than that that little boy could see this and know that he was remembered.
Imagine living in a world where industrial shipping was more costly than manufacturing things locally. No mass-produced clothing made in sweatshops halfway across the world - if you wanted a specific clothing item up to the latest fashion, you’d download the patterns for it from the internet, go to a fabric shop to choose what cloth you want it made of, buy the material that looks the best on you and works best for the use you mean it for, and then take the fabric to a local seamstress or tailor who could adjust the pattern you want to the exact measures to fit you, specifically.
If you need a specific kind of fan for your computer, you could buy the pattern online and then go to the local library or print shop to have it 3D printed for you. For furniture, you would go to a woodworker who’ll get it done to your exact needs and measures, if you don’t find some specific piece secondhand. And good quality secondhand items wouldn’t be that hard to find, since it would be a waste to make anything poorly.
People working as artisans, having a newfound appreciation for the restoration of old items, more respect for the materials. People being employed to make things out of local materials, the only imports are goods that can’t be easily produced locally. Having something custom-made is the norm, and owning something that was made in Indonesia is a big deal that you boast about, and not just a standard origin of plain, generic t-shirts.
one can instantly free oneself from the chains of identity discourse by simply conceiving of sexuality as something that is dialectical and not metaphysical
your sexuality does not exist within you, nor does it exist as an immutable wholly external ideal to be discovered. your sexuality is locatable only within your interaction with and relations to the world around you
reblogging this again angrily because this is the post that made me finally understand the concept of dialectics. I study philosophy.