Tapestry diary - April 15 2025 to April 14 2026
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@theartofmadeline
Xuebing Du

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
we're not kids anymore.
YOU ARE THE REASON
Misplaced Lens Cap

roma★

bliss lane
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

titsay
Cosmic Funnies
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
almost home
Fai_Ryy

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Cosimo Galluzzi
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@neutrinogod
Tapestry diary - April 15 2025 to April 14 2026
Sketchbook drawing from a moment in Verőce, Hungary.
“(I am ashamed—but it is useless—I am what I am)”
— Walt Whitman, from “[Hours Continuing Long, Sore and Heavy-hearted] (Rejected Poems), Leaves of Grass
Carl Phillips, In the Blood
god likes you running from him
Happy birthday to Vera Rubin! Born on this day in 1928, Rubin is perhaps best known for establishing the presence of dark matter in galaxies. While working at the Carnegie Institution in Washington, she teamed up with Kent Ford, an astronomer who had developed an extremely sensitive spectrometer. Their observations allowed Rubin to calculate that galaxies must contain about 10 times as much “dark” mass as can be accounted for by visible stars. At least 90 percent of the mass in galaxies, and therefore in the observable universe, is invisible and unidentified—compelling evidence for dark matter. In recognition of her many achievements, Vera Rubin was elected to the National Academy of Sciences and in 1993 was awarded the National Medal of Science.
Photo: NOIRLab, CC BY 4.0, Wikimedia Commons
Louise Glück, from “Parodos”, Poems 1962-2012
quick snoopy from work today
When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have goodness, and discernment, and never hurry through the world but walk slowly, and bow often. Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, “Stay awhile.” And they call again, “It's simple,” they say, “and you too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.”
Mary Oliver, “When I am Among The Trees” from Thirst: Poems
two fishes and a dinner, ayame uchima. ink on coloured paper
positive image: a portrait of gay america (1985) by stephen stewart
Grizzly Man Werner Herzog USA, 2005 ★★★★★ I bet the coroner guy really wanted to be an actor, and I imagine his schoolmates rolling their eyes whenever he got a big part in the school play, dreading the moment he was going to be in the spotlight, delivering his lines, eyes wide-open and immediate disconnect with the rest of the work once his part was done.
but whatever, I'm giving this one 5 stars now, top fucking shelf
Millie Amber
U literally cannot save your mother like it cant be done
Yoshitomo Nara Kill Your Timid Notion
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babe please let me hold your hand again im sorry i stuck my finger into your stigmata
Philip K. Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? (1968)