a tiny instructional on wayward stars & their consumption will be available in my webshop later this month!
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Cosmic Funnies

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Not today Justin

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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
todays bird
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TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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a tiny instructional on wayward stars & their consumption will be available in my webshop later this month!
"Bird Trails", photographed by Edu Aguilera
Claude Monet by Thomas Bossard
from Welcome to Night Vale episode 175: The October Monologues
Julian Hooper 1. Introduction, 2016 2. Inevitable conclusion, 2016 (Acrylic on linen)
Overcrowded
Unipin fineliner on paper
god I LOVE ELECTRICAL INFRASTRUCTURE SO MUCH RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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CHURCH DISTRICT
Emotional support dragon by tiera foxglove
Lately instead of picking up my phone for the 3-8mins I might have in between I have been reading poems and rereading poems and (re)discovering the joy of preserving a poem in your memory. It is completely different to read a poem and mull it over for a bit than to have it live in your head to mull over it at any time, to mull over any line at any time, to see what you remember and what you forget, what you remember wrong and why... it really feels like the words live and grow inside my head. Gives me so much understanding of how people "used to live" as in learning things by heart. To have a little library in your head to return to is so different than using external memory tools. One day I read a poem in which there was a horse that really settled down in my heart (its coat shining earth in the moonlight/ (half-earth itself, half-wind)) and reading my daughter a children's book there was a horse and I had a deja vu of -- oh, where did I meet this horse who really touched my heart? only to realise it was in the poem. Words, at their best, can contain physical touch...
Andrea Calisi (Italian b.1968), The Bridge and the Blue Knight, 2026, Illustration
by Aliriza CAKIR
I've been looking forward to Junicorn for half a year and i can't even participate properly as i'm busy with other art + art fight preparations 😩
But i sure can drop these 4 quick weirdos as my contribution to it...
Dandelions
metaphorically undressing myself via truth nuke
The Song of the English by Rudyard Kipling
Illustration by W Heath Robinson
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🌟✨☀️ Lumen ☀️✨🌟
I’ve reprinted this drawing for the first time in years for Pride month, if you’d like one they’re here!
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), poem 85 from “The Gardener”, 1914 Translated by the author from the original Bengali. New York: The Macmillan Company.
It is an hundred years hence now. Go open your doors.