Yes, that is my circus, and, yes, those are my monkeys, but I am not on shift yet.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Cosimo Galluzzi

Origami Around

JVL

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
noise dept.
tumblr dot com
Peter Solarz
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blake kathryn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Kaledo Art

if i look back, i am lost
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dirt enthusiast
Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

shark vs the universe
Three Goblin Art

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Yes, that is my circus, and, yes, those are my monkeys, but I am not on shift yet.
It Happened to Me
Continue✨ Keep going✨
Thank you, lady 🤗
The Nigerian accent. God. She reminds me of home...
Always grateful when this makes the rounds
Concept: in a setting where vampires exist and can only be harmed by symbols of faith (crucifixes, etc.), a James Randi-style skeptic/supernatural debunker witnesses his family murdered by vampires, and dedicated his life to hunting down what he believes are a cabal of ordinary serial killers with a blood fetish and some cheap plastic fangs. They die when he shoots them with an ordinary gun, granted holy status by the sheer force of his belief that they are actually just ordinary humans who will die when shot.
The reason the sun burns vampires is that all the plants worship it.
That is the single most insane addition possible and I love it.
I’m reading a book about the famous mass grave of queer Ancient Greek soldiers, and the whole forward talks about these “amazingly detailed skeletal diagrams” of every skeleton in the grave, sketched by the Victorian archeologist who originally dug them up.
These are the diagrams:
They crack me up every time one comes up. Clearly someone skipped art class in whatever fancy boarding school daddy sent them off to.
Those are such dogshit. But like so much more dogshit given how good the average mediocre Victorian scientist was at scientific drawing. It’s orders of magnitude doshittier.
THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING. Like, for all their faults, the Victorians did do a pretty decent job of teaching at least some artistic skill.
Posting this because apparently some of you really need to internalize that you do not have to be a perfect person to deserve justice.
Unknown, Green Bathroom - Line Holtegaard , 2024.
Danish , b, 1980 -
Oil on canvas , 150 x 100 cm.
hey. dont cry. 566 california condors, okay? 369 free flying.[1] it's gonna be okay.
for the record, in 1987 there were 27. [2] things can get better.
HEY. DONT CRY. 607 CALIFORNIA CONDORS, OKAY? 392 FREE FLYING. [3]
here at the sandwich shop, we’ve started to notice some people who are new to sandwiches aren’t used to meat and cheese between two slices of bread. they find this practice strange and confusing. that’s why we’ve decided to cut the bread out all together. from now on, we’ll just serve slices of meat and cheese on a plate.
we know that many of our loyal sandwich shop customers have been coming here for years to buy our delicious sandwiches. but some people don’t “get” sandwiches, and we need to try and appeal to them with an easier-to-understand meal format. we will no longer be serving sandwiches. all of our food will just be cold cuts on a paper plate. we love our customers and appreciate your understanding <3
Yes we know Craig's Cold Cuts down the street does cold cuts better than we do and has millions of customers. That's why we need to switch to cold cuts, to get their customers. We hope that our long-time sandwich loving customer base will be patient in this transition to cold cuts and welcome the certain influx of Craig's Cold Cut customers who will surely come here to enjoy our worse cold cuts with you, our sandwich-deprived customer base, whom we value so much.
occasionally I am struck dumb by the sublime beauty of the world in the small moments, you know?
egg
i drew it
hey I hope you dont mind I also painted your egg
i also painted the egg hope that's ok
i heard we were painting egg?
I love how this shows how real artists drawing a thing aren't just representing the thing, but showing you what THEY found beautiful in it.
hope I'm not too late to paint egg! watercolors :)
i too have drawn the egg
heres my egg
Love every single one of these eggs. No yeah of course it's still okay to write your vampire story or whatever, even if a thousand people have done it before you. Your art will still be uniquely yours and people will find something fresh in your perspective. Paint your egg.
Egg!
unfortunately very true. Doing Better does not always mean never being upset or never being triggered or never having trouble. often Doing Better means experiencing those things and being able to keep going/cope healthily/move on. if you’re in a bubble with no sensation, if you’re numbing yourself out, that’s not what recovering really is. it won’t help you have a happier life it’ll just make your world smaller and smaller until you can’t fit anywhere anymore. gotta learn to make peace with the hard stuff too, that’s the only way to keep going