Jian Chong Min (Chinese, born 1947)
Contemporary Landscape Painter
"Untitled", ca. 1990.
Oil on Canvas.
Private Collection.
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Jian Chong Min (Chinese, born 1947)
Contemporary Landscape Painter
"Untitled", ca. 1990.
Oil on Canvas.
Private Collection.
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i dont want to look “pretty” i want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening
t-shirt that says "i rely on pharmaceutical drugs to preform routine tasks"
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of a Library.
ig credit: danielapardor.
my mistakes
There is a tiny OCD part of my head that just realized that the herbs in my window boxes are arranged parsley, thyme, rosemary and sage, and wants the world to end.
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Summer body wishlist: - six wings - a million eyes - constantly on fire - ability to scream forever
The problem with having lesbian moms is you try to be super cool and cut all your hair off and buy a leather jacket and wear boots all the time and then you go to some event in your neighborhood and all these women three times your age start cooing “oh you look JUST like your mother when she was your age, my gosh what a blast from the past, oh I just love your hair”
And let me be very clear, okay: I’ve seen pictures of my mom when she was my age, and she looked cooler than I ever will. My mom had exactly my fashion sense except she was two point five degrees butcher and habitually took over government buildings. My other mom was about six degrees butcher than that, and SHE had a motorcycle. Both of them have been charged with felony arson. I’m the prep member of my family and there’s nothing I can do about it.
could really go for a steaming mug of homemade hot cocoa at an old new england lighthouse in the middle of a stormy night while i stare at the raging sea wistfully right about now
me: hey can you make dopamine and serotonin
my brain:
This is more punk than the whole of punk history.
I’ll tell you what’s ferocious. Freddie’s comeback to Sid calling him “Freddie Platinum” when they were recording down the hall from each other at London’s Wessex Studios (Queen for News of the World, Pistols for Bollocks).
Sid Vicious made the mistake one day of bursting into Queen’s control room and antagonizing their frontman. “Have you succeeded in bringing ballet to the masses, then?” he sneered. “Oh, yes, Simon Ferocious,” Mercury replied. “We’re trying our best, dear.”
Then, according to Queen biographer Daniel Nester, Freddie rose from his chair and began to playfully flick the safety pins displayed on the front of Sid’s leather jacket. “Tell me,” he asked, “did you arrange these pins just so?” When Sid stepped forward in an attempt to intimidate Freddie, the singer simply pushed him backwards and inquired, “What are you going to do about it?” Sid immediately backed down. [x]
Freddie Mercury may very well have had the biggest dick energy of anyone who ever lived
A missed opportunity
A different point of view.
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