styofa doing anything
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dirt enthusiast
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shark vs the universe
Three Goblin Art
if i look back, i am lost
pixel skylines
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RMH
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Love Begins
Peter Solarz
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#extradirty
JVL
we're not kids anymore.
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who else wide awake thinking about fran drescher mao skirt
the designer is Vivienne Tam, who was famous for making these witty dresses out of altered portraits of Mao:
It was all a deliberate deconstruction of Mao's image, and pretty fucking cool.
oh! the space needle is a cute mascot base for seattle’s MLB team! i wonder how they managed to communicate that in a big foam costume?
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the problem with movie remakes is that they always remake something that was already good, meaning at worst you ruin it and at best your remake is largely redundant. to make a truly good remake you need to start with source material that is absolute dogwater. ignore the pull of nostalgia. redeem the sins of moviemaking past.
Rock reliquaries by Sarah Flavin
artefact of Merlin summer 💔
Another wip that might take me a while to get around to finishing
some explorations of traditional garments/costume designs of different cultures and looking forward to exploring more.
Nonchaloir (Repose) — John Singer Sargent, 1911 Oil on canvas, National Gallery of Art, Washington
Sargent captures his niece, Rose-Marie Ormond Michel, reclining in a moment of effortless elegance. Her shimmering satin gown cascades across the sofa in luminous folds, reflecting light with remarkable fluidity. The relaxed pose contrasts with the richness of the fabric, turning the dress itself into a quiet study of luxury and movement
the female gaze
insta • twt • bsky
Proboscis Bat Rhynchonycteris naso
It is found from southern Mexico to Belize, Peru, Venezuela, Bolivia and Brazil, as well as in Trinidad. The bats are nocturnal, sleeping during the day in an unusual formation: most of them line up, one after another, on a branch or wooden beam, nose to tail, in a straight row.
In the photo, the two bats on the lower left are carrying young.
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I really love how dedicated these guys are to queuing.
Kiki Smith Nuit (1992)
Bastard Time
GRYPHON
Recently managed to activate the most amazing infodump trap card.
I was driving through Vermont with a friend, and we pulled over at a tiny shop offering Maple Items. We were on the state highway, not the interstate, so "pulling over" meant "squeezing my tiny car into a parking bay the size of a broad highway shoulder."
As we got out of the car, an older woman emerged from behind the building where she had been pruning her roses. She introduced herself as Tammy.
Her shop offered the promised variety of Maple, but also a number of small antiques and a plethora of dog figurines, plaques, and clearly-hand-stitched garden flags.
A huge purple ribbon hung on the wall behind the register, along with many pictures of small dogs. This was no county fair ribbon. It was the size of my torso. The material had the soft sheen of actual silk.
As I placed my purchases on the counter, I asked, "Do you... Breed dogs?"
Yes. She does. She has bred Yorkies for the last 40 years. Her mother bred Yorkies before her. The purple ribbon was from her national championship winning Yorkie.
You may be expecting that the infodump was going to be about Yorkies.
It was not.
It was about 40 years of drama in the Yorkie breeding community. Where – you must understand – the judging at shows is often about who you're in with, not about the dogs. This is especially true when Tammy's opponents win anything.
And Tammy's mother! Well. Phyllis has been on the Yorkie scene since Yorkies were invented. Because of this, many women of equally venerable age hold deep grudges against Phyllis. The sort of grudges that result in episodes of Midsommar Murders.
This led to deep injustices against Phyllis on the part of judges and prevented her dogs from winning so often she retired from the scene. Judging is all about who you're friends with, after all.
After 20 years in hiding, Phyllis – the One True Queen of Yorkie Breeding – hatched a plot. She may have been out of the show circuit, but she was still breeding dogs. She entered an absolutely perfect bitch in the national competition, but sent her with a handler rather than go in person.
None of the usurpers knew who this dog belonged to, and in dog-breeding circles this Does Not Happen. This could have resulted in further injustices, but Phyllis was crafty. She knew this tournament was being judged by a man from the UK, who knew naught of the drama in the US Yorkie Empire.
With these advantages – and being the best dog there – Phyllis's bitch won the highest honor at the show.
Incensed by this insult to their ill-gotten supremacy, the other owners descended on the handler after the show, demanding to know for whom he was working.
"Phyllis," said he.
The name of the overthrown queen evoked horror in the usurpers.
"PHYLLIS!? She's still ALIVE!???"
Yes, Phyllis yet lived, and this bitch – the dog, not the woman – went on to mother Tammy's current dogs. One of whom, Lucy-Fur, is the reincarnation of Tammy's sister (also Lucy). This is certain for two reasons.
Firstly, Sister Lucy absolutely went straight to Hell upon her death, and Lucy-Fur the dog is positively as evil as Sister Lucy was.
Secondly, Sister Lucy always said when she died she wanted to come back as one of Phyllis's dogs because "mom treated the dogs better than us."
Let’s all thank warp stabilizer for this gem
these are the animated characters that I most want to have sex with. but I don't think that says anything about me
Greer, it is so funny to me that your taste in women is just normal hot beefy women, but then you see a spidery limby man that you could wibble like a piece of sheet metal and go like ah yes. That one.
I could build a man of pipe cleaners and lure you into a trap with him
Brian Level, Vertigo
the snoofing
