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Have You Tried Doing An Art About It?
Acrylic, beads, glitter, glitter dust, stickers and eyeshadow on canvas
Good night, Paul.
Say good night, John.
i'm listening to gathering moss, by robin wall kimmerer, and she is talking about a very odd job she was consigned to do, where an eccentric millionaire recuited her to consult on a "habitat restoration". when she arrives, the job they actually want her to do is to tell them how to plant mosses on the rocks in his garden. he wants it to look like a specific, beautiful wild cliff in the woods nearby, with centuries-old beds of moss growing thick and strong. she tells him it is impossible. such a thing would take decades to accomplish.
later, she is called back to look at the progress of the moss garden and is amazed by the thick, well-established mosses. how did they do it? she asks.
then they take her out to the woods and show her that they have been blasting huge chunks of rock out of the cliff, packaging them in burlap, and moving them to the owner's garden.
This quote really got me: "The owner is a man who loves mosses, and the exercise of power. I have no doubts of his sincerity in wishing to protect them from harm, once they conformed to his landscape design. But I think you cannot own a thing and love it at the same time. Owning diminishes the sovreignty of a thing, enriching the possessor and diminishing the possessed. If he truly loved mosses more than control, he would have left them alone, and walked each day to see them."
- Gathering Moss by Robin Wall Kimmerer
There aren’t many directors whose works are a genre unto themselves. David Lynch is one of them.
TWIN PEAKS was my first love. I was 13. Biking to school every morning, I’d listen to the TWIN PEAKS soundtrack on my Walkman. (It’s not just the TWIN PEAKS soundtrack: it’s the soundtrack of my early teens.) In time, the batteries would slowly run out, and the music would slow down to this bizarre, nightmarish mass. Intrigued, I started to look forward to it happening eventually, anxiously detecting the first signs when that monstrous slow-mo darkness set in. A very Lynchian thing to do for a 13-year-old really, I’m thinking now.
Lynchian. How many artists’ names can be used as an eponymous adjective like that? Lynchian—it immediately conjures up images, expectations, fears. Lynchian terror. Lynchian quirkiness. Lynchian surrealism. His name can be used as a shorthand for all sorts of things, weird, scary and funny. But mostly, for that rare thing: fascinating art. Fascinating, uncompromising, beautiful art.
I learned to listen for what wasn’t being said, because it was usually more important than what was.
Margaret Atwood, Bodily Harm
secret Brian at the bottom left of the White Album poster 😭 reblog if you agree
The Florida Project (2017) dir. Sean Baker
i need more paul solo fans moots
George Martin: "All you need is love a good acoustic."
- EVERYONE STOP TALKING TO PAUL. (no, not you John)
(Seriously, I know we've all said it nine million times now, but taking Paul out of the music to talk about stuff that panics and worries him......???????????? How bad are you at making a thing?????? Throw him out of meetings, send him back to his band. Put a badge on him that says nobody is allowed to look at him.)
- Why is nobody hugging Ringo yet?
- I hope Neil was emptying multivitamins into their tea.
- I'm less emotionally impossible this time through, meaning that I can watch it more than six seconds at a time. To be honest it just makes the time jumping around more annoying, and everything is more fake and difficult. I know you have to make a documentary however you make a documentary, and fitting a whole day into 20 minutes is impossible, and Peter Jackson put in a lot of work and invented technology and he's a master of the art or whatever, and it took him years and da da da da da... I would have done it better, that's all I'm saying.
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Paul: I know for a fact they got 8 track out for the beach boys. MLH: But the beach boys are american.
^ remains my favourite quote from the entire thing. I wish we could see Paul's genuine face as it is genuinely said to him, but none of Paul's reaction shots are his actual reactions on day two and we just have to live with that forever. (In smallville fandom there was wank in vidding circles about whether or not it was okay to use shots of Clark smiling at Lana if you were implying he was looking at Lex. That's in a fanvid which everyone knows is edited and made up, for smallville which is among the least important pieces of media ever created. I just feel like if you're making a documentary of the greatest band of all time using raw footage that people would kill for, your standards should be... as high as smallville fandom circa 2005.)
- I do love how badly treated the Beatles were though. They wouldn't have been as good if EMI hadn't been vaguely annoyed that they were popular. (You shouldn't give artistic people resources. I know that's against the current grain, but it's true. It ruins everything. Every tv show that had its budget increased became poorer for it. You can pay them fairly once they're finished, but while they're working, you keep them on a tiny little shoestring, glare at them and padlock the fridge.)
- I'm kind of glad I was blinded by tears and panic the first time I watched it, I feel like I got to see it as a whole thing in one piece, even if that whole thing was simply a giant furball of worried pain. This time through I'm feeling more fractured, and annoyed at the lack of cartoon foxes. (When I said I would have done it better than Peter Jackson, I meant that I would have added cartoon foxes.)
- They should have done an entire album of their oldest stuff. The little medley pieces are joyful. How happy they all are about one after 909 makes me thrill. George pointing out that they should sing some good ones in the concert makes me thrill. DO THAT. You don't have to listen to George ALL the time, but maybe just have a good concert with the songs you really love in it.
- Oh god john singing high, john singing high, paul being all 'it won't be too low for you?' when it's the highest high, they're wonderful
Fic: A Little Distance
Rated M, 1/1 Chapters, 5000 words.
It's early 1964 and The Beatles are on top of the world - they've finally made it to America, they're staying in a lavish hotel in Miami and they have masses of people vying for the chance to attend to their every need. Still, Paul can't help but to feel like something isn't quite right, especially when the nicer hotel rooms means that there's no reason for him and John to share a bed anymore. Not that he wants to, of course. That would be weird. He's glad to have the extra space. Isn't he?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
My @beatleskinkmeme Secret Santa 2024 fic for @lovedbythesun
Happy holidays everyone!!!
"John got a slight thrill, he loved to crack at Paul’s shell and see him actually show how he was feeling. John just poked and poked until he got some sort of reaction.
' There you are . We can start now.' "
Merry Crimble, @theoldmixer from your Secret Santa! I was inspired to do a moodboard after being drawn into your marvelous story, well, how did i get here?
*breaks down door*
SIMPLY
*knocks over vase*
HAVING
*swings from the lights*
A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS TIME
like 32 hours into my drive last month i was talking to my friend about a House MD/NBC Hannibal crossover in which House also figures out Will has encephalitis and he becomes obsessed with Will as a medical problem so now it's House vs. Hannibal bc House refuses to lose when he gets his little claws in a case and House 100% knows for a fact Hannibal is serving human meat at dinner but he first puts it together at a dinner party so he's cornered and he's soooo committed to meeting Hannibal's bluff that he does eat it and Hannibal knows he knows
and he makes an excuse to avoid the next several dinners Hannibal hosts but he doesn't tell ANYONE else so when the entire thing unravels there's a scene where Wilson and Cuddy realizes House knowingly let them all eat people on multiple ocassions and they almost kill him themselves
Hannibal knows he knows because as House is actively consuming a Human Person he makes snide little puns about it at Hannibal while everyone else at the table is like please can you stop embarrassing us why are you being so rude rn
you might think Hannibal will simply kill House but what's he gonna do? Break into his home? Subdue him using lethal doses of sedative medication and tie him up? House is expecting that because they're pages from his own book. for some fucking reason.
HELLO?? PAUL WOAH.
In 2016, I sobbed as the numbers came in.
Eight years later, I just feel numb.