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The only FB post I’m willing to share
Inside Siberia’s isolated community of forgotten women. Photographed by Oded Wagenstein.
“In the remote village of Yar-Sale in Northern Siberia, live a group of elderly women. They were once part of a nomadic community of reindeer herders. However, in their old age, they spend most of their days in seclusion, isolated from the world they loved and their community. While men are usually encouraged to remain within the migrating community and maintain their social roles, the women often face the struggles of old age alone.It took a flight, a sixty-hour train ride from Moscow, and a seven-hour bone-breaking drive across a frozen river to meet them. I immersed myself in their closed community, and for days, over many cups of tea, they shared their stories, lullabies, and longings with me.On this series, the memories of the past, represented by the images of the outside world, are combined with the portraits of current reality.
By doing so, I tried to give their stories a visual representation. One that could last after they are already gone.
(*Like Last Year’s Snow is a Yiddish expression – referring to something which is not relevant anymore)”
- Oded Wagenstein
i present the formula for creating excellent/strange insults:
adjective + curse word + noun
no one asked for your opinion, you abominable shit goblin
i fail to understand how you’ve become such a reprehensible fuck waffle
get out of my way, you sorry excuse for an intolerable ass pastry
i cannot believe that such an illiterate twat truck could ever be remotely polite
maybe if you weren’t such a troublesome goddamn elbow, we could get some things done around here
i see no one has reblogged my post. is it because you undeserving fuck llamas are afraid of the truth
🌻🌼🌷🌸🏵️🌹🌺💐🍀
Some flowers for anyone not feeling their best today
liam neeson really just admitted that once upon a time he was going to kill a random black person bc his friend was assaulted by a black person i’m at a loss for words this is like mark wahlberg levels of racist
WHO SAYS THIS OUT LOUD???? IS HE A SOCIOPATH??? “I’ll tell you a story”—WHAT????
This is just how white men are like this doesn’t shock me at all……..
The article from the screenshot is here, but in the full interview, the journalist wrote about how the whole thing was apparently shocking & unsettling to hear for both her and the other actor there for the MOVIE PRESS TOUR interview… because Neeson shared all that shit LITERALLY unprompted in an unrelated conversation.
She also contacted a sexual assault support group AND a psychiatrist afterwards because she was like, “Uh, asking for a friend, but is this violence & racism shit… normal, or…?”
And then basically had to drown a couple of paragraphs in disclaimers because these specialists’ professional opinions were that he was racist already & was using culturally normalized violence to make himself and his ego feel better in a way that had nothing to do with the victim’s welfare at all (obviously).
Meanwhile, Neeson was also someone who said the #MeToo movement was becoming a “witch hunt,” so, you know. Confirms a little more we already knew about his priorities. 😒
Happy Black History Month 2019.
Some people: Pokemon have to have good lore and an interesting naming scheme for me to like them. They can’t just be some stupid, slapped together design! It has to be well thought out and deep.
My dumb ass: I love Whiscash because it’s a catfish with whiskers. That’s why its called Whiscash. It also has a w on his forehead. The w stands for Whiscash :-)
my husband says that Whiscash “looks like he wants to make you pancakes” and honestly that’s just the tea
“Brilliant” - Digital Oil Painting
Jodie Whittaker as the Tenth Doctor with Ten’s companions.
Please see the notes for my links, bear in mind that reblogs are very important while Tumblr has links killed.
What that’s a painting???
Photographer Mattias Klum from National Geographic gets close and personal with a lion.
“and all of a sudden you feel very small” damn right
IT JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED AND SAVED
please, if you are able, do what you can for the asiatic lion. donate, get involved, spread information. there are only about 300 left in the world, and they all live in Gir Forest National Park in India.
the african lion is also estimated to be extinct by 2050 due to habitat loss, sport hunting, and loss of their prey base to the bushmeat trade. these beautiful creatures could be extinct in our lifetime. the next generation may not ever have the chance to see these creatures, there will be no more cute lion vines, there will be no more documentaries, there will be no more zoos or sanctuaries containing lions. there will be no more lions.
if you have any love for nature, any love for animals, any love for life, and if you care at all about the permanent loss of a species, especially one so beautiful and iconic, if you care and if you are able, please donate to help save lions.
The Lion Conservation Fund
The African Wildlife Foundation
The World Wildlife Foundation
Not relevant to my blog, but my inner nature lover is calling
Saw someone once posted a review on a book that said lions dont live in India; sad that some people dont even know they exist.
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The bravest woman on Earth.
I love her. Forever reblog.
I have the utmost respect for this woman.
please reblog. reblog the way you would reblog a picture of a hot singer, a pretty girl, a tasty meal or some nice stationary. Because this will not make your blog ‘less aesthetic’ or anything. This is important, far more important than anything I’ve mentioned before.
Nevertheless, she persisted.
Persist.
Concept: I live in an old creaky cottage with three massive wolfhounds. I wear exclusively long, soft cotton dresses and scratchy sweaters. My glass-walled greenhouse is bursting with all manner of plant life, and the folks from the village come to me for little spells and herbal remedies. The air always smells like rain.
ALL 👏🏾 OF 👏🏾 THEM 👏🏾
Actress, Miriam Margolyes: When you know your worth, you know your worth.
there’s a new species of jumping spider…. and it feeds its babies milk.
“chen et al. describe an ant-mimicking jumping spider that secretes a nutritious milk-like substance on which its young offspring are entirely dependent. The spider also continues to care for the spiderlings as they mature and become independent.”
by popular request here’s a picture of the new jumping spider species that produces milk, toxeus magnus. its milk contains 2 milligrams of sugar per milliliter of liquid, 5.2 milligrams of fat and a whopping 124 milligrams of protein, and researchers suggest it may be made from unviable eggs.
So spiders DO have tiddies after all
this reply is awful but i cant not have it on this blog
me at @doctorwhodunit
I want my husband to have this accent
alright, that’s fine, that’s pretty con-fucking-venient
imagine… Alma Deutscher: Finding Cinderella
Musical prodigy Alma Deutscher aged 11 (seen here with younger sister Helen), is staging her first full-length opera, Cinderella.
Composer, pianist, violinist… Alma learned to read music before she could read words. She began playing the piano aged two and at four years old she was composing her own music.
not sure if this will make sense to anyone besides me but: the antidote to negativity is not positivity, its warmth
positivity tells a sad person that there is no reason to be sad. warmth asks the sad person if they want to go get some ice cream
Sympathy vs. Empathy