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New York-based photographer Leland Bobbé has captured portraits of drag queens for his ongoing project ‘Half Drag… A Different Kind of Beauty.’
"With this series my intention is to capture both the male and the female alter ego of these subjects in one image in order to explain the cross over between males and females and to break down the physical barriers that separate them," Bobbé says.
These images, composed and stylized through the power of hair and makeup, are captured in one snap, and are not digitally composed.
I love makeup so much.
ALL this beauty needs to be on my page.
If you want to know why gender stereotypes exist, take a good look at the difference between Girl’s Life and Boy’s Life Magazines. While Boy’s Life pushes boys to get outside and explore nature, Girl’s Life tells girls they should be worrying about fashion. While Boy’s Life offers stories of Scouts they can model themselves after, Girl’s Life asks if Facebook is ruining their love life. And, my personal favorite, while Boy’s Life gives it’s readers jokes so they can be the center of attention Girl’s Life posits, “Do You Know When to Shut Up?”
This is the message we’re giving our children.
this is why we need feminism
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There are moments, Internet, when you approach great art.
This is one of them.
Banksy’s Third Week in New York City.
Banksy had somewhat of a troubling third week with some NYPD run-ins and delays (my “weeks” are a bit off date wise - he has only 2 days left in his month long “residency”) but any artist knows that to keep working is the best way to solve any problem and Banksy did just that.
Wednesday, October 23rd saw no Banksy work at all (sort of/maybe) with Banksy’s website and Instagram simply reporting “Today’s art has been cancelled due to police activity." Rumors flew wildly about Banksy being arrested but a single call to the NYPD proved that he hadn’t. I personally think that people’s response to this message was Banksy’s art of the day. While people wondered (me included) about Banksy’s fate the Sirens of the Lambs and Ronald McDonald statue continued to tour the city. The “shoe shine boy” was threatened with a ticket for blocking a walkway at one stop.
On Thursday Banksy reappeared unscathed with a very daring piece (because of the location/high amount of foot traffic) on the side of Larry Flynt’s Hustler Club titled “Waiting in vain at the door of the club.” Banksy later added the message “For those of you wanting to know if this was a permission piece, it wasn’t.” The piece itself hits on obsession with watching Banksy himself thanks to the location of the piece - “He’s not a piece of meat!”, the “pornography” climate of media, loneliness (I wonder if Banksy is ever lonely being anonymous?), sadness and I suppose love or maybe lust. Banksy also left some evidence at the scene (See also). Any way, the Hustler club decided to cut it right off and hide it away.
Banksy’s Friday piece was a haunting Reaper in a bumper car on Elizabeth and Houston complete with an accordion player and Blue Oyster Cult’s “Don’t Fear the Reaper” blasting as the crazed creation spun and shot sparks from it’s scythe. (The piece is based off an earlier Banksy painting.)
The piece was delayed for over an hour for unknown reasons and thanks to an ominous tarp and it’s location near a newly completed Swoon piece crowds began to form far ahead of it’s release time.
Banksy’s Saturday piece was the top image’s “The grumpier you are, the more assholes you meet…” It remained untouched by other graffiti artists without security and was soon driven into a warehouse to be kept under cover and probably sold.
Banksy’s Sunday piece was suppose to be:
An article dismissing the Freedom Tower as a “Shyscraper” and an eyesore. Apparently a lot of New Yorkers agree with Banksy’s sentiments. Banksy’s appraisal as the art in the streets as the true beauty of New York and not the Freedom Tower is hard to argue with. ”This is the city’s true heritage - a city that made its name giving space to the mercurial and the brave.”
Since the Times didn’t publish the article, Banksy put up “This site contains blocked messages" over buffed graffiti as a response piece (see top) in Greenpoint. Hyperallergic’s Hrag Vartanian made a very nice observation that the piece can work on many levels seeing as how the image will (and has) undoubtedly been posted on many sites that censor many things. The piece, ironically, has been buffed over.
Yesterday, on Monday, Banksy’s piece was on Coney Island and is a robot with no title:
The barcode reads “132741-25” which people have theorized has something to do with human DNA. The piece had a metal gate installed over it by late afternoon.
Banksy’s piece from today was pretty exciting. (Image credit) Apparently 2 months ago a gentleman purchased the painting from Housing Works for around $50.00. Which is cool because it tells us Banksy was here, scouting things out that far in advance. The painting was quietly returned this morning with no one noticing and employees were later informed of it being there and to display it in the window. They’re currently auctioning it off for charity (Housing Works is a charity helping homelessness and AIDS). The current bid is $154,644 dollars… For a Nazi staring at a sunset.
“Well-meaning adults can easily destroy a child’s love of reading: stop them reading what they enjoy, or give them worthy-but-dull books that you like, the 21st-century equivalents of Victorian “improving” literature. You’ll wind up with a generation convinced that reading is uncool and worse, unpleasant.”
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Neil Gaiman, “Why our future depends on libraries, reading, and daydreaming”
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"Death is not the worst that can happen to men, Harry."
"Harry, good actions give strength to ourselves and inspire good actions in others."
"He who commits injustice is ever made more wretched than he who suffers it, Harry."
"Harry, how...
SEAL!
Best. Seal. Day. Ever.
Perspective.
This is the most personal vlogbrothers video I’ve made in several years.
Let’s Bring Back Victory Gardens
Bringing back Victory Gardens could help ease hunger and dependence as U.S. social aid programs, such as Food Stamps, are drastically cut. via http://ift.tt/196ic01
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You might be surprised to know that until very recently, no one really knew the answer to this question. Estimates have ranged from 5 billion to 200 trillion (and that’s just the realistic guesses), but that’s not much of a useful range to go off of. Short of disassembling a human one cell at a time, how do you get at it?
Part of the problem is that all tissues are different, which seems obvious, but seriously complicates the problem. From minuscule sperm and diminutive red blood cells to enormous eggs and elongated neurons, all of our hundreds of cell types have a different average size, in both volume and mass. A pound of brain has different census results than a pound of muscle.
Averages are better, but still not enough. While one cell weighs on average one nanogram, it’s hard to extrapolate that mean to the varied sizes, heights and shapes that make up the rainbow of human forms.
Via Carl Zimmer, I heard about a paper by a team of European biologists that gives us our best estimate yet. The scientists broke the human body down into dozens of discrete units, organized by size, type, and tissue. Just like counting a jar of jelly beans would be much easier after sorting them into their various colors.
The answer? You’re the sum of about 37 trillion intricately cooperating, elegantly evolved parts, from blood to bone, epithelium to astrocyte, hair follicle to hepatocyte. It’s a wonder that we get anything done at all. Way to go, team.
Of course, none of that takes into account your bacterial bunkmates, the 100 trillion or so microbes that call you home.
Sandman would not have happened without Lou Reed â and I named my daughter after Warhol’s Holly Woodlawn, from Walk on the Wild Side. I am sad today, writes Neil Gaiman
Written, at the request of the Guardian, on a train yesterday. I made their deadline by a minute.
A man can wear a bow tie and a fez and he’s in costume. A woman can spend hundreds of pounds or weeks of her time on an exact replica of an outfit a minor character wore onscreen for five minutes, whilst reciting the Prime Directive in Klingon, and she’s an attention-seeking slut.
- The New Statesman on fake geek girls (x)