those sad gray eyes you would only see in gay eastern european porn
(as was told by multiple people on this app)
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will byers stan first human second
Jules of Nature
RMH

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Misplaced Lens Cap
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
sheepfilms
Keni
YOU ARE THE REASON
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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almost home
we're not kids anymore.
Cosimo Galluzzi
Stranger Things
Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du

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those sad gray eyes you would only see in gay eastern european porn
(as was told by multiple people on this app)
I went back to my roots to draw everything I enjoy: winter, the Alpes, a warm fire, strong black tea and anti-fa country music! (I wish I could play the banjo T-T)
Allegory of Advertising, 1897 by Fernand le Quesne (French, 1856--1918)
Oil on canvas
This might be Jean’s desk with his ID on the table.
Text on typewriter reads (as much as I can decipher; updated thanks to @zucchinigal):
“Sucess: Performance 16 (middle aged) Kid, I bet you think some day your life will begin. That it’s still out there somehow, a great big life just waiting to start. Well, it isn’t. This is all there is. This job is the only fight we are given. After this, we will be it’s [sic, might be a typo] veterans. There is nothing more in that beloved future of yours. We are all done there. Done and gone.”
Journal entry:
“We ourselves may be loved only for a brief time. Even so, that will suffice. There is a city for the living and there is a city for the dead.”
Letter on the left:
[…] love you. I have always loved you and will always love you til I die. When I am […] you see me walking […] Königsberg with my young [husband] and four children. I don’t love him. […] I love those
Sainte Esconde des Mystères, une confidence pour une prière
Sainte Esconde des Secrets, montre moi ce qui est caché
My comic La Langue des Vipères was released this week in bookstores in France, Belgium and Switzerland !
This beautiful trailer was created by my friends at Potto Collective : @lholmesharfang , Luc Armanet, @noctambuleur , @estellito , @nomnomsandwich , @shliten, Matthieu Chavane and Fanou Lefebvre
🍋🍎🍊🍐 (lemon is a crop from february's patreon exclusive, adding on to the trio i did in 2024 that i felt like continuing this year.)
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and just wanna put my fav pic here
Les Étoiles (“The Stars”) in Ivry-sur-Seine, France, is one of the most iconic examples of post-war experimental housing. Designed by architect Jean Renaudie in the 1970s, the complex rejects the monotony of uniform blocks — instead, it bursts into angular terraces, sharp geometries, and lush rooftop gardens.
Photograph: Robert Doisneau
ICE now tackling press.
Source.
Interview where he talks about what happened.
A photographer for Getty isn't even a journalist so much as an archivist. ICE violently disrupted the apolitical documentation of what they were doing, violating any and all rights that might flimsily stand in their way. It would have been just as wrong had they done this to an MSNBC reporter hellbent on a spin, but now Abernathy's neutral action as a photographer has been rendered necessarily political by ICE's violence.
They know what they're doing is objectively evil. They have no intention of stopping.
previous tags from @nihilisticspacequeer, which provide a bit of context for why Abernathy threw his (extremely expensive) camera
they got way more on camera too. lookit this shit. source
they knock him down from behind, they're kneeling on him, and they've set off tear gas. his arms are pinned under him and he can't breathe. look at this photo of his face.
I'm gagging and literally thought I’m going to pass out. I couldn’t breathe. I was thinking I only have a couple of breaths left and I don’t know what’s going to happen after that. I had taken that last shot and I threw my camera. I lifted my head up and saw one photographer taking photos. I threw my camera and then I threw my phone.
this last picture is his camera on top of his citation.
but the insane thing? yk how he said
I had taken that last shot and I threw my camera.
THIS IS THE LAST SHOT
THIS is the photo he took before he threw his camera. how poignant.
check out the article source too, it's a really good read.
lesbians did it first 🙏
They don't watch Olympic hockey in the same house, which I feel is a good thing for their relationship.
Now THIS is art. 😍
“When I first saw the original painting, I began to do some research on that little boy. I could find everything I wanted about every other detail in the painting, but there was nothing about him. No history. And so I wanted to find a way to imagine a life for this young man that the historical painting had never made space for in the composition: his desires, dreams, family, thoughts, hopes. Those things were never subjects that the original artist wanted the viewer to contemplate. In order to reframe the discussion, I decided to physically take action to quiet [and crumple] the side of the painting that we’ve been talking about for a very long time and turn up the volume on this kid’s story. And that’s the reason why I started that painting.” Via Artnet News 2019/03/27
it will always feel like home with the right person 🏠 ✨
BIG BAD WOLF #4
OOAK handmade art doll
(with coffee machine for scale)
loved that one secret ending where the pale dude becomes your roommate
ohhhh the contrast