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Claire Keane
Product Placement
Jules of Nature
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Kiana Khansmith
JBB: An Artblog!
Acquired Stardust
NASA
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Today's Document
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Peter Solarz
we're not kids anymore.
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@ladycatamount
Meet Pando, not a forest but a single tree. Every trunk of the Quaking Aspen is genetically identical & connected by a single 80,000 year old root system, making it one of the largest and oldest living entities on Earth!
A god
ADHD at night: I could write a book. I could get my Master’s Degree. I could go to the club and come home with 12 new friends. I could get a job at that club and meet the mother of my children. I could cure every disease and use my wealth to bring world peace.
ADHD during the day: Fold laundry too hard :( Come back next week
its just me, my escapist tendencies, and these tits
not to be dramatic but i would die for this cat
UNMUTE THIS, I BEG YOU
where can I meet this guy’s wife
How do these loser redit men get these incredibly talented and fascinating women lmao
THIS MAN’S GIRLFRIEND MADE HER OWN LOOM TO WEAVE PERIOD ACCURATE FABRIC AND HER ASSHOLE BOYFRIEND DIDN’T EVEN BOTHER TO LEARN THE NAME OF THE CLOTHES SHE WAS MAKING WITH IT HOLY SHIT I AM LIVID
bro this guy doesn’t want her telling her friends about her sick fucking hobby? her CRAFT? this guy is complaining that he MADE a loom? he’s upset that she “had” him “help” make it???? his wife hand wove and dyed a piece of historically accurate SILK garment and he was EMBARRASSED???????? he didn’t want their FRIENDS to know????????????? FUCKK OUTT OF HERE
This is really nice work…….. via Art LOVER
THAT’S how you make lace??
And THIS is why lace was a worn primarily by royalty and aristocracy for so many centuries.. It was expensive and time-consuming to produce. Wearing it, and wearing LOTS of it was a blatant show of wealth and excessive consumption.
Mechanically-produced lace wasn’t really a thing until well into the 20th century, but there remains a wide gap between the quality of mass-produced and hand crafted
In general textile arts are highly underated considering the amount of skill and time needed to execute pretty much anything.
“Surely nothing could be worse than a lot of women dying,” she thinks. “Ah,” she says.
Clearview AI, which has alarmed privacy experts, hired several far-right employees, a HuffPost investigation found.
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We should be more pro-active or we’ll see more of such sad fates of honest people.
And the utterly ironic thing is I’ve seen repeated tumblr posts of that iconic photo absolutely slagging the shit out of Peter Norman as “lol white guy so uncomfortable” “Why the fuck isn’t he supporting them”, etc etc.
As an Australian this post surprised me. I knew none of the above.
People need to learn this shit so they can emulate it - this is what it means to stand in solidarity with people; it tends to be a difficult, quiet thing that costs you, and yet it’s the right thing to do.
This might be my favorite post hahaha
I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD YO BECAUSE DON’T THEY KNOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE THERE???
Reviewing 1950s Nuclear Family Barbecuing Art
Notice how the wife is in the background waving for help before she plans to toss her son into the river, she wishes the husband would look at her, but the husband only cares for MEAT– pay attention to these themes for they will show up later.
wife is still in the background and MEAT is still in the foreground, but she is happy this time in her virginal white dress and all is right with the world. There son has yet to be tossed into the river.
TWO children now with a girl child learning to dispense not only MEAT but alcohol, the wife is in the background, but her smile is frozen and stiff on her face. She knows what the raggedy anne doll at the bottom knows.
everyone is so fucking HYPED for this new meat STICK– no longer limited to the round, finite circle. The father is the most excited of all. Watch as friend Tommy enters the scene from the background and the wife is now wearing pink instead of white. She will never return to her perfect unknowing ways.
1950s gay fucking panic. the circular meat is burning. the wife is wearing red. Jimmy and Tommy are going to go on a “fishing trip” and he won’t look her in the eye when they return. The other wife in white lives in ignorance, but not for long as DOUBT enters her expression.
the wife has finally taken center stage. She sets the table without looking at her husband who stands guiltily with his weird magic stick in the background. The daughter rushes away from her brother who has emerged from the river to hover across the ground and seek vengeance.
They are a broken family with only MEAT in the center left to remain.
Agdgsgsgsg I’m LIVING for this Reef2Reef thread. This guy was worried about his urchins getting sunburnt so he made them little hats
IT GETS BETTER
In the wild these urchins will in fact carry a small rock or shell exactly on top like this and im so happy there's people taking advantage of that and who care about their urchins as pets.
i visited an aquarium at some point, and our tour guide told that when the staff had a party, they put a little decorative plastic hat from a booze bottle into the sea urching tank, and just left it there because the sea urchins liked it, and kept taking turns in wearing it.
Discovering that sea urchins wearing hats is a thing in this world means so much to me rn
I AM a female villain apologist and it IS because they are sexy. that is all
i know i’m cute but you can remind me
admit it, we’ve all fantasised about slow-dancing in the kitchen barefoot in our pyjamas at 2am in the arms of someone we love while old romantic jazz songs play softly on the radio
