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Just came home from a dinner party with the friendgroup at which several people kept saying "Ask Pedro" or "Pedro will know" and I was terrified that they were referring to an AI like Claude but no, thank fuck, they were referring to a cardboard cutout of Pedro Pascal that someone left upstairs and who has been designated a kind of patron saint status in the household.
see my problem is if i “listen to my body” it literally only wants to lie down and take naps, all the time
Tell people about the critically endangered pygmy raccoon (Procyon pygmaeus) that is found only on the island of Cozumel, Mexico.
It is fun and free to do so. To tell people about the pygmy raccoon. There are less than 120 left in the world. They are a completely separate species from the raccoons found elsewhere.
You should tell people this so they will know (because right now the do not know.) It is fun andfree
One time this man approached me in a bar talking in Spanish. So I assumed he was Spanish and we started speaking, we had a whole ass conversation and at some point he was like. So what part of Spain are you from? And I said well I’m Italian actually. What part of Spain are you from? And he was like. I’m Greek.
One time I was in Argentina and I was so tired of trying to speak Spanish because I’m not very good at it lmao so I broke into exasperated English and the retail seller girl quickly understood me and engaged me in conversation. We talked for a while, she introduced me to a makeup brand, and then I decided to buy it. While she was packaging the purchase, she asked me if I were from the US or perhaps the UK and I just said “oh no I’m Brazilian hahah” and she looked me straight in the eyes and said, in clear Portuguese, “I’m Brazilian too”
When my dad went to China on a work trip, his Mandarin speaking wasn’t great but his listening was fine (his first language is Cantonese) and he encountered a German guy who had moved to China to work. My dad knew how to speak German because he studied it in university (but wasn’t great when it came to listening to new vocab he hadn’t studied before), and the German guy knew Mandarin because he lived and worked in China, so they had a conversation where my dad spoke to the German guy in German and the guy responded in Mandarin. I’m sure it confused a lot of their coworkers who just saw the Asian guy speaking German and the white guy speaking Mandarin.
Some years ago, I worked for a manufacturing company that had a service depot in China. One of the engineers from the main office here in the US spent most of his time at the depot. The problem was that he didn’t speak *any* of the various Chinese languages, and no one at the depot spoke any English. They all, however, spoke Spanish.
So I worked as an usher/front of house person in high school and university. Good hours for a student (evenings and weekends), decent $$, and you can hear and see parts of the show for free. But we saw some very interesting people coming in to do shows.
The most interesting one for me language-wise was a group of people coming in from one of the Russian minority groups, Tuva. They mostly spoke their native dialect and some Russian, except for one or two of them, who spoke Russian well. They had a Russian interpreter, who spoke Russian and a few other languages. The relevant thing here is that his English wasn’t great, but his French was good.
Now, it turned out that the person with the best French on duty that night was me, the 16-year-old high schooler working the ticket desk. The front of house manager came out in a terrible tizzy, swapped me out with one of the ushers, and then I spent the rest of the evening translating. It was the weirdest chain - the band leader (Tuvan, speaking in Russian) -> translator (Russian, speaking in French) -> me (Canadian, speaking English) -> my manager, then the opposite as the message went back to the band leader and he conferred with his people.
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the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired
learning a lot toda✍️y
Remember the curse! Winds shall rise… And the fog descend… So leave here, all, or meet your end!
flicking back through my procreate library what the fuck was this
Things to look for in this:
Fish
Eyes
Body
CHEAT SHEET BELOW!
I really, really liked this piece, so I made this:
using the original as a base and coloring on top of it. Took a lot longer than I thought it would.
the floating head of wisdom
Please don't fall victim to internet misinformation. There is no floating head. It's a regular horse, it's neck is just hidden due to the position of the camera. I made an image to help you understand the what's actually going on.
Thank you for the clarification
who’s got that one gif of Captain Kirk doing this I Need it
This one?
ive been sitting and waiting for these gifs to align like the sailors once waited for the celestial bodies to reveal their path
Wait no longer, I have aligned them!
Man, we have got to stop treating art like it has an expiration date. That show stopped airing? Doesn’t mean it can’t haunt your every waking thought. Everybody’s into this album, but you don’t have the energy for new music right now? It’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready. That movie’s fifty years old and indie as shit? Incredible, you have the chance to share it with folks who might never otherwise feel that particular punch of delight. Books don’t go bad. Shows inspire fandoms decades after they’ve wrapped up. We’re still looking at cave paintings and statue work from ancient times and letting the joy of creation bring tears to our eyes. That’s the point of art. It’s as close to immortality as we ever get. Why try to give that magic a shelf life?