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Someone once told me that before I can rescue anyone from the current, I have to make sure both feet are firmly planted on shore.
Sure, ok, my feet are rooted but, you didn’t say how far I’m supposed to stick my feet in the mud, you didn’t tell me that after awhile your shins could snap from the pressure of all the hands grabbing yours. You didn’t say anything about how it feels when you’re suddenly 6 miles deep and you cant even see the sun but you can still hear the water. Where’s the balance? How do I get there?
“So close,” I hear her whisper.
“Jump a little,” she stutters.
And I do.
So deep, I planted my feet. How far down was I supposed to go? And how far up are the hands that I am supposed to be able to reach?
The only constant is change and she is the only thing you have to cling onto in this life. When the floor has fell. The walls have crumbled and what remains is you and the fear you can’t peel off your body. She becomes your friend, follows you wherever you go. Reassures you that she will happen and you find some strange comfort and knowing that what she whispers in your ear will not last, and will not last. She holds your hand while crossing the street and pulls you to the left when you thought you were going right. But that’s ok because on this corner they’re selling flowers and my god are they beautiful.
Sit down the show begins at 3 right? If you do not laugh, if you are not on the edge of your seat, if the performance doesn’t make stars circle your temples. Fear not, theres a money back guarantee.
It doesn’t matter that i carved the blush into my cheeks right? It doesn’t matter how long I’m on pointe. Toes bloody, elbows bruised.
I’ll still check my posture. The wings paid extra to see the profile right?
Mind tired.
Body broken.
The lights are too bright and I want to go home.
And I will no longer audition to be loved. I am not velvet curtains.
Ive burned the venue down now so it’s time to go home.
I will no longer audition to be loved.
When I was a girl I built a fort with the sticks and stones he threw at us. A man with black eyes and pointed teeth ripped off the shutters.
He stood in the middle of the rubble.
Fear not, my tears make great cement.
I watched you for years between the cracks of my little castle, wondering when it would be safe to emerge and I never found the right time. I’ve repaired the shutters, the walls are upright and I’ve added a fireplace.
I don’t know if he knows they’ll follow.
Demons have wings and there is no corner of earth or mind you could hide, where they won’t sink their teeth 6 feet deep. I hope they don’t. For his sake. For ours.
And as I emerged to say goodbye before you began your final journey, I realized the man with the black eyes and sharp teeth hasn’t been around for years. And you’ve been out there alone.
Now I am alone.
An echo of you
A reflection of those black eyes and sharp teeth and I have to pull the weeds at just the right depth so that they don’t grow back.
There’s a painting of him on my wall so that I don’t forget. I’d invite him in now but he still won’t wipe his feet.
I’d invite him in now but it still feels like a demise I’m not ready to meet.
sleep makes me so mad tbfh do you know how much shit i could get done if this flesh prison didn’t require literal hours of laying there in a state of unconsciousness
that being said if you deprive me of my sleep i will Cry
I’ve been saying this since I saw the movie
Im glad I’m not the only one
so I’ve been having fun playing with ConceptNet, a semantic network designed to help computers understand language.
Here’s what the robots have figured out about cats:
Some old fella came up to me at work and asked a question only he didn’t quite figure out if he should call me “sir” or “ma’am” by the time he got to the end of his sentence and in a moment of apparent panic ended up saying “captain” instead. Absolutely made my day.
Ideal pronoun
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Holy fuck she knew
Wait…wait a minute, wait a minute, I just realized something!!!
What if she did know?
Think about it, Helen goes in to talk to Edna but Edna has already prepared a series of supersuits that are perfectly designed for every situation she and the kids are going to be in. And for some reason, we’ve all just accepted that, yeah, she’s Edna Mode, she would know these things, she’s just like that.
But what if we’ve all been missing something right in front of us?
We know Edna has affiliations with the government agency and has obviously been making suits for decades. Do you think the government is just going to get a random fashion designer to make these suits? Absolutely not.
They’re going to get a Super.
What if Edna is a Super with the power of future-vision?
That’s how she knows exactly what suit to make, that’s how she knows that the kids are going to be in danger, that’s how she’s so aware of everything going on around her and catches everyone off guard.
She never looks back; she looks forward.
(Sorry for hijacking your post, OP.)
which is why the whole cape thing hit so hard. she didnt see it coming
I love the idea of a Super whose power is to amazingly see into the future and she just uses it for fashion design.
A remarkable Jacobean re-emergence after 200 years of yellowing varnish Courtesy Philip Mould
PAINT RESTORATION OF MESMERIZING
I saw this on Twitter. He’s using acetone, but a cellulose ether has been added to make it into a gel (probably Klucel—this entire gel mixture is sometimes just called Klucel by restorers, but Klucel is specifically the stuff that makes the gel).
Normally, acetone is too volatile for restoration, but when it’s a gel, it becomes very stable and a) stays on top of the porous surface of the painting, and b) won’t evaporate. So it can eat up the varnish.
It looks scary, but acetone has no effect on oils, and jelly acetone is even less interactive with the surface of the paint or canvas.
Will someone PLEASE clean the mona lisa
For those who are wondering, they cleaned a copy of the Mona Lisa made by one of Da Vinchi’s students, and here’s a side by side comparison:
CLEAN THE FUCKING MONA LISA.
A couple problems with cleaning the Mona Lisa:
The Mona Lisa is a glazed painting.
A Direct Painting is one in which the artist mixes a large amount of paint of the correct value and shade the first time, and applies it to the painting. A Glazed Painting is a painting in which an underpainting is painted, generally in shades of gray or brown, and a allowed to dry, before layers of very thin glaze - a mixture of a tiny bit of pigment and a lot of oil - is applied to the surface. Some artists, such as Leonardo, choose to work this way because it provides an incredible sense of light and illumination (look at how the real Mona Lisa seems to glow).
The Mona Lisa is an incredible work of glazed painting, but that makes it fragile, so fragile that many conservators don’t want to work on it because it’s extremely difficult and a conservation effort go wrong for many many reasons. One of the reasons it could go wrong is that the glazes and the varnish layers are actually a very similar chemical composition, and a conservator could accidentally strip off layers of glaze while removing the varnish.
In fact, in 1809 during its first restoration when they stripped off the varnish, they also stripped off some of the top paint layers, which has caused the painting to look more washed out than Leonardo painted it.
The Mona Lisa also has a frankly ridiculous amount of glaze layers on it, as Leonardo considered it incomplete up until he died, He actually took it with him when he left Italy (fleeing charges of homosexuality), meaning it never even got to the family who had commissioned it, and instead constantly altered it, trying to get it just a touch more perfect every time. That makes it really fragile, with countless layers of very thin paint, many of which have cracked, warped, flaked, or discolored. It’s not just the top layer, its layers and layers of glazing throughout the painting that have slowly discolored or been damaged over time.
Speaking of damage, look at the cracking. That’s called craquelure; it happens with many painting’s (even ones that aren’t painted with this technique) because the paint shrinks as it dries, or the surface it’s painted on warps. Notice that the other painting has very little of it, even though it’s almost the same age.
The reason the Mona Lisa has so much craquelure is because Leonardo was highly experimental, almost to the point of it being his biggest flaw. There were established painting techniques, and then there were Leonardo’s painting techniques. The established painting techniques were created in order to insure longevity and quality, but Leonardo didn’t stick to any of them. This has made his work a ticking time bomb of deterioration.
Don’t believe me, check it out:
This is how most people think The Last Supper looks
But this is actually a copy done by Andrea Solari in 1520.
The actual Last Supper looks like this:
The Last Supper has been painstakingly and teadiously restored, with conservators sometimes working on sections as small as 4 cm a day. To get to it you’ve got to walk through a series of airlocks (AIRLOCKS!?!?!) and they only allow 15 people at a time because the moisture from your breath and your skin particles will damage it. Despite all of the precautions and restoration, it still looks like that.
This is because Leonardo painted the last supper using highly experimental methods. He didn’t use the traditional wet-into-wet method that fresco painters used, and insead painted onto the dry plaster on the wall, meaning the paint did not chemically adhere. Before he even died the painting had already begun to flake. It’s a miracle it’s still there at all.
They’ve done what restoration they can on The Last Supper because the painting will absolutely disappear if they don’t. The Mona Lisa, which is delicate, but much more stable, doesn’t need the same kind of attention. And, like many of his works, is just too delicate to touch, and the risk of doing irreparable damage to it is far too high. The Mona Lisa is insured for something like 800 million dollars, and that’s a lot of money to be ruined by one wrong brush stroke. (fun fact: the most expensive painting ever sold was also a Leonardo, the Salvator Mundi, and it went for 450 million dollars.)
Furthermore, there are probably only 20 or so authenticated Leonardo paintings in the whole world. If you look through the list, most of them aren’t even fully done by him, are disputed, or aren’t even finished. It’s simply too difficult and too risky to restore the Mona Lisa, one of Leonardo’s only finished and mostly intact works, when there’s hardly any more of his paintings to fall back on.
Now the painting you see in the video above is 200 years old, not 600 years old, and I assure you, the conservators decided the risk to restore it was minimal (after extensive research, paint testing, x-raying, gamma radiation, etc.) and that the work they were doing was worth the risk based on the painting’s value.
Conservators make the decision all the time about how much they can do for a painting, because really, they have the ability to completely strip a painting of all varnish and glazes and just repaint the whole thing (which happens to a lot of badly damaged paintings, especially when there’s no way to save them - one of the very small museums in my area recently deaccessioned a Monet because it was barely original, and no one wants to look at a Monet that’s only 20% Monet’s work) - but doing that to the Mona Lisa, removing the artist’s hand from the most famous piece of artwork in history? Hell No.
(also, I’m not a conservator but I’ll be applying to a conservation grad program sometime next year, so sorry if any of my info is at all inaccurate)
I found this really interesting, thanks for sharing.
For most of human history, Vehicles had automatic collision avoidance and could even take you home when you were sleeping or drunk. Then we got rid of the horse.
you complete moron. you stupid fucking idiot. “cars would be better if they could bite and shit” that was you just now, dumbass
“Wouldn’t it but cool if cars could piss? Wouldn’t it be cool if cars could fuck?”
Fuck off.
it would be cool if cars could fuck
We. We still have horses
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Introverts after alone time to regain their energy:
Never forget this scene!!