NASA
$LAYYYTER
d e v o n
Stranger Things
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
cherry valley forever
styofa doing anything
One Nice Bug Per Day

if i look back, i am lost

#extradirty
Misplaced Lens Cap
occasionally subtle

Origami Around
taylor price

oozey mess

Kaledo Art

roma★
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
todays bird

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@grimace-island
it rly is weird how theres this culture in progressive spaces where like you can be as mean, as CRUEL even, as you want as long as youre not being explicitly bigoted towards any marginalized group of people and still be seen as a really good person with good morals who nobody is allowed to have beef with bc theyve never done anything racist or homophobic
politically correct behavior devoid of compassion for humanity as a whole is a callous performance and nothing more
mens thighs!!!!! in slutty shorts!!!!!!!!!!
Pressed flower collage of a comet moth, by Helen Ahpornsiri
PRESSED FLOWERS???
Sometimes ppl do stuff with art and I go "why did you.... how did you.... thank you for your esoteric and ultra specific medium art"
@onenicebugperday
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Edward Sackville-West c. September 1926
Mark Grantham (Canadian b.1966), The Other Day (June Street, Halifax)
Excerpts from “Queer Action Figures” zine #3, 1996. NYC.
finding hope in humanity and other people
after-life (2022)
paper mache, other recycled materials, acrylic paint
here’s me for scale
[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.