The Junkyard

This is my junkyard. Mostly a repository of things other people have made that I want to remember, but also some of my own low-budget art works. It's an entirely random collection that will defy classification. And it will, in all likelihood, at times be inappropriate. There will be fan-girling. Seriousness. Humor. And anything and everything in between. That is all. (Lower your expectations, is my advice to anyone reading.)

[ylcnnx]

F***ing life system

[fyeahindigenousfashion]

boots, Rez Hoofz (Lakota)

[beyondbuckskin]

For summer, we’ve remixed our popular anti-Columbus tee into a tank. Native Americans Discovered Columbus >> shop.beyondbuckskin.com/category/women…

[ghostofcheney]

[mikauthesassybetta]

♡

[jonroxton]

[thenatsdorf]

All aboard!

[writing-prompt-s]

Ever since you were a kid you were able to see creatures living on a different plane of existence. You are walking in a park and you see a man painting a picture of one of those creatures sleeping on the grass.

[blackness-by-your-side]

white people think the world belongs to them… however, what goes around, comes around

[peachyymeechyy-deactivated20211]

Comeuppance 🙃

[thelovelyseas]

Cyanea capillata (Lion’s mane) by Alexander Semenov

[bijoux-et-mineraux]

Sagenite on Chlorite - Bortelhorn area, Switzerland

[colorel11]

© Max Rive

Patagonia

[pitbulls-and-tattoos]

[ghostsandgoblins]

[dreamhousetogo]

Hannah’s Tiny House

[metaphorformetaphor]

They watched each other for what seemed like a very long time and neither of them moved. They stared into each other’s eyes, each, perhaps, searching for the friend each remembered. Vivaldo knew the face before him so well that he had ceased, in a way, to look at it and now his heart turned over to see what time had done to Rufus. He had not seen before the fine lines in the forehead, the deep, crooked line between the brows, the tension which soured the lips. He wondered what the eyes were seeing—they had not been seeing it years before.

James Baldwin, from Another Country (Dial Press, 1962)

[dsxsbx]

Uli Cremerius