andinstone

Denis; He/Him. Unending work in progress. Wants to make things, like some kind of storyteller. You can find me elsewhere here: about.me/andinstone

[riff-raaf]

"A message from afar. Obscure Writing. Innocence eroded."

[andinstone]

Sally Heming

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[inthefallofasparrow]

Me: It was so difficult to get to this island, but now that I'm finally here, I desperately need some kind of public transport to get around.

This humble bird in particular:

[inthefallofasparrow]

Dominatrix: No, sorry, I've just broken my ankle. There's no way I'll be able to host your all-female whip party.

This eager bird, specifically:

[inthefallofasparrow]

Annoying flatmate: Hey guys, uh, can we just have a quick house meeting in ten? Just some 'stuff' we need to, um ... go over again, okay?

This exasperated bird, knowingly:

[inthefallofasparrow]

Camerlengo at the conclave for the next pope: (sighs) ... All right, I thought we all understood the dress code, but obviously we need to go over it again.

This bird, looking around awkwardly:

[inthefallofasparrow]

Me: Gee, I hope this tarot reading says I'm going to make some new friends soon!

This jerk, patiently getting ready:

[transhuman-priestess]

This comic is from 2017 and it remains as relevant as ever

[cephalopodvictorious]

modern Snow White where instead of a magic mirror it's just an AI chatbot driving the stepmother insane because it's programmed to agree with her and confirm her fears

[dzgrizzle]

Time is a flat circle.

[learningtodrawonesketchatatime]

August 2025: another curious cat!

I was mesmerised by @hellenhighwater's cat exploring the garden!

Post by @hellenhighwater · 2 images

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[hellenhighwater]

OH MY GOD

she's perfect and I want to hold this forever

[wedarkacademia]

Perhaps the moon is a frozen tear.

Anne Sexton

[wedarkacademia]

“The moon touched my shoulder

and I longed for a vanished love”

― Agha Shahid Ali, A Nostalgist's Map of America: Poems

[kaity--did]

The problem with having a child with an attorney that has spoken to the child like an adult since birth is that she's 4 years old and she's negotiating the order in which we're going to complete tasks as a family to best suit her idea of an ideal day.

[kaity--did]

Penny: We go home, we play the mirror game, we have dessert, we play more games, we have fun deal?

Me: Okay well actually we're going to go home, have dinner, then dessert, then we can play your video game, then tubby then bed

Penny: Okay no tubby, games first, deal?

Me: This is not - what is happening right now?

Penny: Dada?

Dada: Arbitration?

Penny: DEALS!

[kaity--did]

Every single thing in our lives has become a negotiation and it is frankly ridiculous as it is hilarious.

Penny: I want to use bare foot when we go outside

Me: I didn't know we were going outside but you have to wear shoes girl

Penny: okay but what about I use bare foot's but at Penny's house? This deal?

Me: you know what yeah fine if you agree to not fight about shoes when we leave the house you can be barefoot in the back yard, deal.

Penny: -sticks her hand out expectantly- we deal?

I think I just made a verbal contract with a 4 year old.

[kaity--did]

She's attempting to establish evidence I think

Penny: but I want to go shool pwease

Dada: okay well it is 8pm, so you have to go to sleep now

Penny: okay but I see my fwiends at shool now please, deal?

Dada: Darling no one is at school, all your friends are asleep as well.

Penny: all Penny's fwiends are sweep? What about we... get in Dadas car and check to see watch them sweep, yes deal?

Dada: I cannot begin to explain to you why that can not happen

[kaity--did]

The great thing about being beholden to Penny the Deals Warlock is that she is also beholden to the art of the deal

Me: (watching Penny scoot her step stool over to where we keep the candy jar): hey honey we're literally walking out the door to go get dinner, maybe we wait on the candy okay?

Penny: Oh but I will have some candy?

Me: Why don't you come have some mac and cheese and then when we get home you can have some candy, deal?

Penny: (running out the door) oh, yes this is deals!

[kaity--did]

We are visiting my family and Papa has quickly had to pay patronage to Penny the Deals Warlock

Papa: (yesterday morning, when Penny was a little grumpy) What about you come downstairs and we'll have some waffles and then tomorrow Papa will take you to the Diner in town for breakfast?

Penny: (extending her tiny hand to a VERY confused man) this is deal?

Papa: (not knowing hes entering a literal contract) uhm yeah deal.

-smash cut to 6:30 AM this morning-

Penny (running down the hallway in bare feet) 👹BREAKFAST DEALS👹

[kaity--did]

Penny has a canker sore to end all canker sores, to the point where she hasn't been able to eat so we had to make some deals surrounding getting some medicine on it because a hungry Penny Rose is like a angry demon queen

Me: Okay baby this is going to suck. This is going to hurt real bad for a second and then it's going to feel weird and then it's going to feel good. You're going to hate it. But if you let Mama get these three medicines in and on you [Listerine, Antacid, Tylenol] you can scream it out and then we'll go get some ice cream! Deal?

Penny: (obviously not thrilled with this idea) okay, three big shreams, three medicines, ice cream ... it will suck... ice cream ... deal. (Sticks out hand and we shake on it)

Me: okay let's do this I'm so sorry (starts the process)

Penny: ( In between her big screams ) IM GONNA GET LOTS OF FRINKLES

[kaity--did]

My husband is trying to make a deal with Penny to get upstairs and get in the bath tub

Penny: I will go upstairs and get my body clean but you hafta titch me, deal?

Dada: I would love to make this deal with you kid but I literally have no idea what you are saying- I don't know what the terms are, you're speaking a language I don't speak

Penny: you have to titch me like mama does okay DEAL!? (Sticks tiny hand out aggressively)

Dada: (looks at me bewildered for help)

Me: ( starts making a quick tick tick tick sound imitating a stop watch like I'm timing her, while penny jumps around yelling YES TITCH ME LIKE THAT)

Dada: In what world was I ever going to figure that out, thank you for acting as our legal interpreter yes deal let's go!

and off she sprints.

[kaity--did]

Penny does not want to go to bed, but man is it time for her to go to bed

Penny: But I don't want to be sleeping, I want to stay up now! I want to see Grampy and Cozy and Guppie and Papa!

Mama: What if we video call all the grands and say good night to everyone? If we do that will you then go to bed no fussing?

Penny: Oh yes, this is deals! -sticks her hand out to shake-

** we make the rounds and video call all her grandparents, they are all already in bed and say good night and penny hangs up the last video call and toddles into bed with minimal fussing **

Penny : (after a few minutes of silence, over the video monitor, to herself in her dark bedroom) I hafta respect da deals.

[arthistoryanimalia]

#TextileTuesday:

“Border fragment of wool with a continuous band of #hummingbirds and fringelike appendages representing beans. Early Nasca [Nazca, Peru, c.1-450 CE]. Pollination of bean plants by birds may be suggested here. Border was formed using a needle-knit stemstitch.”

On display at American Museum of Natural History [41.2/6321]

[strangepremonition]

(Reblogging with what I put in the replies so that I can attach images!!)

This is such a beautiful example of Nasca needle knitting!!! I took an art history course on Andean visual culture and we had a whole lecture dedicated to Nasca textile art. Needle-knitting is done with a single needle and is the Nasca are the only culture that did this particular kind of textile knitting until the 20th century when it was brought outside of the south coast. This is a really interesting border because it's the second example I've seen of the hummingbird pollinator theme. Here's the one that I saw in the class I took:

This hummingbird border (while a lot less vibrant) defines a lot of what's so special about Nasca textile IMO. Each hummingbird is 3d and double-sided. They're also only about 1.5" (3.81cm) tall (tail-tip to beak-tip). It's an extremely detailed form of knitting!

For people interested in some of the history of Nasca textile, this article about the Paracas Textile (the most famous example of Nasca needle knitting) is a great introduction and overview: https://smarthistory.org/the-paracas-textile/

Here's the Paracas Textile for your viewing pleasure:

And a close-up of the border:

I could talk about this a lot more but I'll save everyone's time and point them towards the website above LOL

(P.S. - hummingbirds show up a lot in Nasca visual culture as pollinators. The hummingbird is also one of the most famous Nasca lines! For those curious, yes, we talked about what those mean in my class. According to my prof, they're actually water guides that track the path of water underground and during rain so that the Nasca people could access irrigation and drinking water!)

[handmadehistorypodcast]

Excuse us we have a rabbit hole to go down

[apoemaday]

Antidotes to the Fear of Death

by Rebecca Elson

Sometimes as an antidote To fear of death, I eat the stars.

Those nights, lying on my back, I suck them from the quenching dark Til they are all, all inside me, Pepper hot and sharp.

Sometimes, instead, I stir myself Into a universe still young, Still warm as blood:

No outer space, just space, The light of all the not yet stars Drifting like a bright mist, And all of us, and everything Already there But unconstrained by form.

And sometime it’s enough To lie down here on earth Beside our long ancestral bones:

To walk across the cobble fields Of our discarded skulls, Each like a treasure, like a chrysalis, Thinking: whatever left these husks Flew off on bright wings.

[fullofdandelions]

homesickness

this is not home

the door is open

i know the hallways

know the rooms

and where i keep the vacuum cleaner

and plastic bags

and cardboard boxes

saved, just because

every wall painted white

i’ll leave it untarnished and barren

the idea of

inserting any part of myself

onto this space

other than my physical body already occupying some tangible volume within these walls

this box

feels as though i’m allowing myself to be home

allowing myself to taint untouched sterility

allowing myself someplace

of belonging

that i should not be allowed

i am the fingermarks and oil stains and mire of everything i come in contact with

and i wash my hands in the sink until i cannot feel my body anymore

i am not here, i am not home, i am not homesick

[andinstone]

All fragile things.

You're moving through the world like it's made of glass

Slowly, make sure each particle is clear of your path

Like molecules displaced, in a pattern, in a wave

And ripples still rippling even if you're standing still

How dangerous it is to be, to move, distorting space

The world populated by delicate pieces of grace

You must do no harm, must mend any damage

But is there enough time for repair

Is it too much to think you are so powerful

Or is it careless to think you're incapable

After all, you know how much a person can hurt

You've spent years in repair

A mutual care to hold your breath

And ease the burden, repeat until death

Weary hearts and anxious minds

Even caring fragile things collide.

[tayshathefilmgeek]

[sweet-fox-mari]

The Earth's white noise

That constant pitter patter

Of drops splashing and crashing all around

Light muted, air fresh, life restored

I could drink this in forever.

[canadiandogteeth-deactivated202]

silkenweinberg ~ "Madeline"

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