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Well, if you leave them in an OPL library book, or around the library, you might find them featured right here, on our website. See…
Ephemera at its best.
I pulled some of my favorite images of gas stations from the following sources: Get Pumped: 8 Filling Stations Fueled By
(via Fascinating Vintage Photos of a Batman-Themed Dance Class in New York in the 1960s ~ Vintage Everyday)
Try to praise the mutilated world.
“Remember June's long days, and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine. The nettles that methodically overgrow the abandoned homesteads of exiles. You must praise the mutilated world.“
(via Starlings Form Murmuration in the Shape of a Huge Bird)
I fixed the audio for that Boston Dynamics video.
Harry Everett Smith collected was paper airplanes — he picked up hundreds of them from the streets and buildings of New York between 1961 and 1983.
(via A Vintage Paper Airplane Collection)
More by Alex Dimitrov
How again after months there is awe. The most personal moment of the day appears unannounced. People wear leather. People refuse to die. There are strangers who look like they could know your name. And the smell of a bar on a cold night, or the sound of traffic as it follows you home. Sirens. Parties. How balconies hold us. Whatever enough is, it hasn’t arrived. And on some dead afternoon when you’ll likely forget this, as you browse through the vintage again and again—there it is, what everyone’s given up just to stay here. Jewelled hairpins, scratched records, their fast youth. Everything they’ve given up to stay here and find more.
Via Laura Olin’s magically newsletter
Edwardian dogs (and their humans). Ca. 1900-1905.
Edwardians ... they’re just like us.
(via Unlikely Avian Taxonomies – Zoë Sadokierski)
Every photo in this series gives me the feels. I mostly hate winter in North America, but also it’s magic. It’s hard to believe that in less than half a year these scenes will be sticky and humid with heat.
(via Dear Winter - franckbohbot)
Narcissa Niblack Thorne, c. 1940
Archaeologists in Pompeii, the city buried in a volcanic eruption in 79 AD, have made the extraordinary find of a frescoed hot food and drinks shop that served up the ancient equivalent of street food to Roman passersby.
More than 2,000 years ago, and it turns out they were just like us. The universal language of commerce and communing over a hot meal.
(via Ephemeral edible: gingerbread monolith appears on San Francisco hilltop, then collapses | San Francisco | The Guardian)
Quintessential ephemerality.
(via The Beach Boys- God Only Knows (playing in an abandoned mall) - YouTube)
Watermelon and Oranges by Jacqueline Suskin from The Edge of the Continent Volume Three - The Desert
via poetryisnotaluxury
Hope.
(via World's Smallest Possum Found, A Sign of Life on Kangaroo Island Post-Bushfires)