"The Shooting Star" (L'Ćtoile filante) by J. J. Grandville, 1849.
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"The Shooting Star" (L'Ćtoile filante) by J. J. Grandville, 1849.
I was at the market today and a young man was very rude to the tea vendor. He said the tea was "just hot leaf water." Then proceded to laugh at the vendor.
He is correct. It is hot leaf water. And the leaves matter. And the temperature of the water matters. And the vessel you drink it from matters. And who you share it with matters most of all.
Everything is "just" something, if you are determined to miss the point.
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RIP Marjane Satrapi, author of the amazing graphic novels Persepolis about living during the fundamentalist revolution in Iran in the 70ās and 80ās. She also created the animated movie based on the graphic novels, which is where these gifs come from.
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Reblogging in honor of Marjane Satrapi, one of THE great graphic novelists. Her comic Persepolis was a crucial text for shaping my belief that comics can deeply explore identity, culture, politics, and history.
Donāt use AI to write. Use the back of a bar napkin, an old receipt in your purse, a junk mail envelope, and the blood of a first born you bartered for at midnight on the full moon, like a real author.
the orpheum in vancouver (very old, beautiful theatre that I couldn't post about under my username for fear of doxxing myself) was playing silent films this year accompanied by an old wurlitzer organ that's literally built into the walls there, and going there has been so much fun. I feel like it really changed my appreciation for silent films and how it must have been to see them in theaters.
when phantom of the opera was playing, a woman behind me whispered "kitty!" to her friends whenever the cat appeared on screen. everybody laughed when clara bow made a guy ride the bus with her. the organist played bits of scotland the brave and yo ho ho and a bottle of rum and what do you do with a drunken sailor during the black pirate with douglas fairbanks. it's just been such an amazing, lovely experience to go to the theatre and see something beautiful and transporting, because that really was the goal, and it still feels fresh and new because you're watching people do things that haven't been done before!
if they start again this summer I highly recommend it for anyone in vancouver, and for people in other places, I recommend watching a silent film on a big screen in a dark room. it's a totally different way of experiencing it than just watching on youtube in the daytime!
oh that sounds so wonderful. good on you for going! and love that organist, they sound brilliant
I was the woman whispering ākitty!ā and I am so relieved the author was charmed and not annoyed by it. š
the evening light feels different here.
Dedicated to my cat, who is very vocal about my bed time.
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So since the fandom has come the the (correct) conclusion that Samwise Gamgee is the absolute height of hobbit attractiveness standards, it only follows logically that hobbits see Sam working for Frodo as the middle earth equivalent of your weird eccentric rich neighbor having a hot pool boy. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.
Random thing for people to consider is that since Laika is the saint of one way trips should Felicette be known as the saint of safe landings since she did make it back to the ground safely
tu LANCES fƩlicette ? tu lances son corps comme la fusƩe ? oh ! oh ! prison pour les scientifiques ! prison pour les scientifiques pendant Un Mille Ans !
You can understand the French perfectly fine with only context but the English translation I got still had me floored
night at the bus stop
Human relationships are not transactional but they are reciprocal, which I think many of you with your āi donāt owe anyone anythingā shtick are too happy to forget
Transactional: everything has to be exactly 50/50 all the time, pay me back for the Ā£5 sandwich or buy me something worth exactly Ā£5, I refuse to make an effort for you if thereās nothing in it for me
Reciprocal: you were there for me when I needed help, and Iām going to do the same for you, it doesnāt matter if one of us needs more or is capable of less, because the point is not equivalent exchange but mutual care
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