Light bulbs were such a good idea that they became a symbol for a good idea.
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Kiana Khansmith

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JBB: An Artblog!

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Light bulbs were such a good idea that they became a symbol for a good idea.
An analogy for life. (photos via thecrookedstep)
You’re thinking “is he really going to spend the whole book worrying?” and then it hits you
Fuck. I didn’t get it until the comment
The thing about this is that sculptures like these in art history were for the male gaze. Photoshop a phone to it and suddenly she’s seen as vain and conceited. That’s why I’m 100% for selfie culture because apparently men can gawk at women but when we realize how beautiful we are we’re suddenly full of ourselves…
“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing
I know I’ve reblogged this before but it’s so important.
The things that happen to you and the way people treat you are not always personal and don’t always reflect your worth.
Why can’t you post anything anywhere?
Vindictive and spiteful bitches, now.
What’s your fantasy?
I wake up, my debt is all paid off, my bank account is full, my relationships with my family are healthy, and I’m able to travel anywhere in the world.
reblog for this ultimate fantasy life to come true
“…I am half afraid to hope for what I long for.”
— Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Mrs. A.P Strong, August 1851