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Monterey Bay Aquarium

shark vs the universe

@theartofmadeline

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Love Begins
todays bird

if i look back, i am lost

pixel skylines
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gracie abrams
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Discoholic 🪩
cherry valley forever
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art blog(derogatory)
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Claire Keane
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@sweetmlnt-archive
A little Flutterdash pmv
Song: My kind of woman by Mac Demarco, cover by Poppy
Youtube link
A Bruce Weber photograph of Keanu Reeves and River Phoenix My Own Private Idaho, 1991
THINGS ARE FINALLY RESTOCKED!! thanks to EVERYONE for your patience this past month! as you might know, i’m in a new home now! yeehaw! hoping to try a few things with this new space and hopefully i’ll be able to process and ship orders a bit more quickly
‘love’ shirt / ‘get ugly or go home’ / ‘more trans bodies in art’ / ‘apathy feeds the machine’ // my store (check out my patches!)
i think golf should be punishable by death
2019 mood
The crossover between Ghibli and Moomins should also be the line “I’d rather be a pig than a fascist.”
GENTLEMEN
In the Mood for Love, dir. Wong Kar-Wai (2002) // Roman Holiday, dir. William Wyler (1953) // Up All Night, Stephen Magsig // Strawberry Blonde, Mitski // Catullus 51 // zaccrenia
“We got real furniture. I mean, it was Salvation Army, but it was real. Our names were printed inside a heart on the dishtowel that hung on the refrigerator door handle. We got it made at Crystal Beach. It was a brave thing to do. But later we spilled loganberry juice on it, so we used it for dishes because we couldn’t bring ourselves to throw it out. And there were marigolds in amber glasses on the windowsill, daisies in a green cut-glass vase on the kitchen table, fresh mint and basil growing in a flower box on the porch. It was a home. I grew up in leaps and bounds. I learned to reduce the anxieties of life by paying bills on time, keeping receipts and promises, doing laundry before I ran out of underwear, picking up after myself. Most importantly, I learned to say I’m sorry. This relationship was too vital to let dust accumulate in its corners.”
— Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues
OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
CALLOUT POST FOR FUCKING EURIPIDES
did classical athens do something problematic
Rainbow Brainskull (Ramin Nazer)
dude you dont get it
Man reading comics while being tattooed, Tokyo, Japan, 1970
by Martha Cooper