Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Product Placement
YOU ARE THE REASON

No title available
occasionally subtle
Peter Solarz

PR's Tumblrdome
No title available

Andulka
trying on a metaphor
tumblr dot com
Three Goblin Art
KIROKAZE
h

@theartofmadeline
Not today Justin

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

★
i don't do bad sauce passes

seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from T1
seen from Nepal

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from Denmark
seen from T1
@afrodeeziyak
reading by the seaside
Beach Reflections
Eva Trust
Ihei Kimura, Paris, 1954.
Saitou Kazu.
Tchaikovsky’s Eugene Onegin (Grand Théâtre de Genève, 2014), dir. Robert Carsen
Mark Rothko, Untitled, (Blue, Orange, Red), 1961
Kiki Smith
Litter, 1999
“I never saw myself as a smart person. Definitely not book smart. Maybe smart in other ways. I never liked school all that much. No matter how hard I tried, I could never reach past a B. I even got a tutor in high school, and she was great, but my grades didn’t really improve. I was intimidated by how well other students could write and speak. I didn’t think I’d ever reach that level. I figured that college just wasn’t for me. After graduation I took a year off and backpacked through Southeast Asia. I loved it so much. I didn’t want to leave. When I came home I decided to major in history, because at least I could keep learning about Asia. I’m almost finished now. I made it through with about a ‘B’ average. Last term I even got nominated for an award by my favorite professor. His name is Arne Kislenko. He’s a little bit of a hard ass. He expects a lot. He doesn’t even post lecture slides. But he has stories and tidbits for everything. Even though I almost failed his class, I registered for two more because I learned so much. I wrote my final paper on Thai Foreign Policy from 1932 to 1945. He handed it back with a note that said: ‘See me.’ He told me that he was nominating me for the Dean’s List Essay Award. I was the only student he chose. I didn’t win, but I didn’t care. It showed me what I could do if I write about a subject I care about. It was the first time I’d ever been recognized for something academic, and it came from the smartest person I know.“ (Toronto, Canada)
midnight in luster, norway
Walasse Ting, Grasshoppers, 1964