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#poetry #jenny george #tin bucket #favorite poem of all time perhaps?#anyway happy 2026 it’s tin bucket time

quitting my job to be a full time upstairs neighbor. bowling balls are in the mail as we speak

“It’s photoshopped” honestly in the age of AI that has a homey sort of nostalgia to it. Remember when people used to put effort into faking things?

kaosuqi

photoshop fakers are like the villain with moral standards now

fuckblast

It's been years and I still haven't found a single sentence on Wikipedia I like more than this one. and quickly learned how to breakdance. The simple statement. Action, result, reaction. White boy stuns latinos. Quickly. His white ass got there and said I need to have something to keep me from being All the White People, and I'm clearly not a boy of combative strength. Breakdancing bluelinked as the perfect little punctuation, reminding you that it is a rich art and sport, making you consider the sort of undertaking that would be. I like this sentence more than some Beck songs.

dogpuppy

wanderingcoasties

“The LEGO Movie was my favorite movie of 2014, but it strikes me that the main character was male, because I feel like in our current culture, he HAD to be. The whole point of Emmett is that he’s the most boring average person in the world. It’s impossible to imagine a female character playing that role, because according to our pop culture, if she’s female she’s already SOMEthing, because she’s not male. The baseline is male. The average person is male. You can see this all over but it’s weirdly prevalent in children’s entertainment. Why are almost all of the muppets dudes, except for Miss Piggy, who’s a parody of femininity? Why do all of the Despicable Me minions, genderless blobs, have boy names? I love the story (which I read on Wikipedia) that when the director of The Brave Little Toaster cast a woman to play the toaster, one of the guys on the crew was so mad he stormed out of the room. Because he thought the toaster was a man. A TOASTER. The character is a toaster. I try to think about that when writing new characters— is there anything inherently gendered about what this character is doing? Or is it a toaster?”

— Bojack Horseman creator Raphael Bob-Waksberg commenting on how weird gendered defaults in entertainment are, and why we should think twice about them. Excerpted from this longer original post. (via 360degreesasthecrowflies)

glitchlight

The ellipsis princess is pondering...

heathcliffgirl1847

when people are named baker or fuller or tanner or something its like HA 🫵 I KNOW WHAT YOUR GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GREAT GRANDPA DID 🫵🫵

jetix

2026-05-23

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siena-sevenwits

It’s incredible how taking the loneliness out of creativity can transform motivation/sheer availability of ideas. I can write, when there’s someone to chat about the story and process with me. I can draw a piece over time, if I can share the process with someone. I can devote the needed time to historical research for the epistolary story my friend and are doing through the mail. I can do an art/writing swap with a friend where the pieces play off each other.

And there’s a tricky balance. It mustn’t become attention-seeking, but the work is enriched by being something that creates connection. Other people don’t owe me their time or encouragement, and making the project happen is ultimately on me, with a need for healthy boundaries. But thriving happens in community. It’s not always by necessity that art is isolated. And more love can be mixed into the ingredients when they’re being stirred in the middle of a friendly back and forth. It also means the project grows up in a context of humility and trust (because sharing a work in progress involves both these things.) Also a context of shared joy.