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molly, 22, english. ig: mollycaitlin_photo mollycaitlinbaber.weebly.com

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Pretty creepy, France. This illustration is lampooning the great tables tournantes (table-turning) craze in France in 1853, when a fervor over experiments in the strange autonomous movements swept the nation. Here, two women have applied the theories to a small child, which is levitating between them, in what might be one of the earliest depictions of a sort of “light as a feather, stiff as a board“ experiment . Luckily, there’s a detractor racing to the scene to put an end to it, but it wouldn’t be the first use of a child medium in Spiritualism. #séance #occult #lightasafeather #lightasafeatherstiffasaboard #tablestournantes #tableturning #tabletipping #spiritualism

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One of my favorites—the enigmatic “Daddy Longlegs” #planchette (so nicknamed for its extraordinarily tall castors)—showing off a bit while surrounded by a host of spirit rapping hands. This great image was captured in the items’ natural habitat by the ever-amazing @darla_tea a few years back and was featured in the wonderful Morbid Curiosities book by @morbidcurio! #séance #magic #rappinghand #spiritualism #spiritscribbles #automaticwriting #occult #ghostwriter

[swanboobs]

when u haven’t been on tumblr for over a year and the dashboard is only 5 people u vaguely remember following years ago. as if i used to spend all my evenings on here and actually made friends through this site. and now it’s ded. sad times. 

[dennybitte]

cold fog

by Denny Bitte

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Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but ‘Mom’s’ probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

Kalyn RoseAnne (via wordsnquotes)

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1960s Visible Horse model I scored recently! It’s in need of a few repairs but it’s a gorgeous old model!

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im rarely on here these days as i mostly just use instagram, but if I created a new tumblr purely for my photography would people be interested? if not just go to my insta @mollycaitlin_photo thanks homies xo

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Not to sound stalkerish, but you are really beautiful 😊

❤️❤️❤️

[wishbow]

Say it, know it, lift up the voices of those who need to be heard.

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[world-ofourown]

It’s hard to articulate how much these images mean to me, but I want to try and explain what they represent. 

Two years ago, after several years of my life being controlled by mental illness, I had a “close your eyes and jump” moment and enrolled on an Art & Design course at my local college. I had no idea if I was going to cope, get through even the first week of actually getting out of bed every day, or end up right back where I started - housebound by anxiety, no hope, no light at the end of the tunnel. It really is true what they say though - one moment of insane courage could be the catalyst to change your whole life. 

Two years later, I’m packing my things and getting ready to move away from home, to Kingston University, London to study a Fine Art degree. I’ve found my passion, my lifestyle (veganism!), my confidence, my motivation and my friends, all on the back of that one first step - just giving myself a chance. Of course it’s not easy, I was in tears at college weekly for half of my first year, but the trick was to keep showing up and giving myself chances, even on the days I didn’t believe in myself, because I was lucky enough that there was always a lecturer or classmate that did believe in me when I couldn’t. 

I presented this woodcarving display at my Final Year Show as an homage to my journey and the people who supported me, having given myself a month to learn to wood-carve. First, I practised with balsa wood and then I moved on to logs sourced from a Turkey oak that was cut down due to disease - which couldn’t be more appropriate. I had no idea if I had it in me to carve Oak or how it would turn out, but I knew I’d give it my best and that that would be enough. That’s the biggest thing I’ve learned over these two years. 

My wish is that by sharing this, someone who is struggling like I used to may find some hope in it; might see that maybe things can get better.. and if you’re having a day where you can’t believe in yourself? I believe in you - and now I believe in me too.

Check out my Art Instagram to see more of my work in progress, or my Personal Instagram for pretty smoothie bowls/dogs/my face. :)

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SO PROUD OF YOU

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