always missing the mountains

@matrose

i'm mina ❤️ 20s i hope you read my blog like a discarded, mildly incomprehensive diary you found on the street 🫂 i love making posts about love and the world and i love the rain and the trees and the mountains and the sun and i think everybody is beautiful you can use any pronouns for me this blog usually runs on queue; with the exception of personal posts <3 if you want to know anything else, you can ask! transphobes will be blocked

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Horizons by Pieter Bruegel the Elder

baddreamland

Saul Steinberg, Country Noises.

bedupolker

Has anyone else noticed that they do this?

chiropteracupola

don't you laugh as the hearse goes by / for you may be the next to die...

a little danse macabre with a few depictions of the dead from three different manuscripts of guillaume de diguilleville's pèlerinage de vie humaine

they-bite

part of the fun of the original alien is the horror of the nostromo itself imo. it’s a cell of corporate greed ferrying narrowly-trained workers across barren space. it’s huge and yet claustrophobic, cockpits crammed with machinery giving way to yawning berths dripping chains and water. the supercomputer is named mother in a stroke of human anthropomorphization, but instead of providing comfort or protection, it’s only a courier between its creator and its wailing brood. ripley yells “mother! mother!” at a matronly-voiced computer that speaks calmly over her helplessness. the ship is full of endless details and patterns and unlabeled buttons and dials the audience can’t entirely make sense of; to do anything on the ship is a rigorous, technical process, and we must depend on the characters to know it. the internal mechanics of the ship are so alien that a literal alien can hide among the bits and bobs and not be noticed. it’s great.

000samael

what you see, and what you will remember

earthstory

Fossil flower

The exceptional preservation of this Eocene (56-34 million years ago) flower is due to the fine grained nature of the limestone in which it was entombed. The specimen comes from the Green River Formation covering parts of the North American Midwest towards the end of the uplift of the Rocky Mountains. The formation was deposited in the intermontane basins between the chains of growing peaks, and includes a mixture of terrestrial swamp and river sediments and deep lake sequences, which were surrounded by swampy areas with a profusion of warm climate plants. The formation is world famous for its fossil freshwater fish and the formation dates from between 53.5 and 48.5 million years ago.

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clementine-kesh

the big three questions of media analysis: what the author wanted to say, what they actually said, and what they didn’t know they were saying

clementine-kesh

for the last one i don’t just mean oh the author inadvertently wrote in gay subtext or whatever i’m talking about media as a cultural artifact which can reveal a ton about societal norms, biases, ideals, etc. it’s all about positionality and an unexamined positionality is often the most revealing of all

notkatniss

need to smoke with him

strawberry-crocodile

ppl use "death of the author" to mean fucking anything they want on this site. i've seen people use it to fucking defend transmisogynistic jokes in movies??? thats literally the opposite of Death of the Author. thats Death of the Text. that's just not engaging with the conversation.

strawberry-crocodile

they practiced it on harry potter and now they just think it's three magic words that can absolve them of any media criticism

hierarchyproblem

I am once again insisting that everyone actually read Death of the Author. It's like 7 pages.

zanmor

Here

death of the author

transladyknight

Death of the Author is the Intersectionality and Male Gaze of literary theory: a concept that is extremely useful but that is invoked by people who don’t actually know what it means despite it being well defined and originating in an accessible essay that people don’t read

soviet-amateurs

Dancing in front of Matisse in the Hermitage

Photo by Sergei Podgorkov, 1970

batsabat

"The View (When You Take Off In An Airplane In North Dakota and You Can See How The Land Is Split Up and The Different Things Growing There and The Way It Looks Like a Patchwork Quilt)", 2022, mixed media