The Garbage Dump

Because that's all the internet is. College grad with Psychology and history. 24. MA. RI.

[sheholdsyoucaptivated]

[pianoaround]

Music is life.

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Book 1 helps when book 2 makes my brain hurt #daveeggers #eugenethacker #reading

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Toby Jones and his twin, the exotic short hair.

[wired]

When French photographer Alex Voyer saw a chance to swim with penguins, he literally jumped at the chance. He dove into the frigid arctic water with nothing more than a wetsuit, his camera and one deep breath.

Read about the project and check out more photos.

[midwinter-dream]

[nevver]

Fortune cookie

[humansofnewyork]

(1/7) “My parents were supportive of my education, but they didn’t direct me. My father was a farmer and my mother was a housewife. They did not know much about science. But I was determined to become a scientist through my own personal will. I graduated high school with the third highest scores in all of Syria. I worked construction in the evenings to pay for my school. Even as a teenager, I was being given construction sites to manage. I graduated from university at the top of my class. I was given a scholarship to pursue my PhD. I suffered for my dream. I gave everything. If I had 100 liras, I would spend it on a book. My ultimate goal was to become a great scientist and make a lasting contribution to humanity.”

(Istanbul, Turkey)

[poptech]

Mesmerizing photos of Iceland from Emmanuel Coupe-Kalomiris that look like they could be viewed through either a microscope or airplane window. Via WIRED. Photo: Emmanuel Coupe-Kalomiris

[classyautomotive]

XS850 by Nozem Amsterdam.

[wordsandroads]

These, for me, are the two most depressing paintings in western history. They were painted by post-impressionist Henry de Toulouse-Lautrec, a man who, due to inbreeding, was born with a genetic disorder that prevented his legs from growing after they were broken. After being so thoroughly mocked for is appearance, he became an alcoholic, which is what eventually caused his institutionalization and death. His only known romantic relations were with prostitutes. And then he paints something like this which is so beautiful and tender and sentimental. It seems like the couple in bed really loves each other–cares about each other. Wakes up happy to look at each other. And I see that love and passion and I wonder how lonely he must have been. I wonder how he could paint something like this without it breaking his heart.  Maybe they say artists should create what they know, not because its unbelievable when they extend themselves beyond their experiences, but because when they pull it off with such elegance, it’s so damn unbearable to look at. I hate thinking of Lautrec, wondering about the lovers he created and knowing it was beyond his experience. Creating something that he knows is beautiful and knows he’ll never really understand. 

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  Little Miss Sunshine (2006) “I fell in love with someone who didn’t love me back.”

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Mail came in <3 #defeater

[catsbeaversandducks]

By Scott Metzger Cartoons 

[sixpenceee]

The eggs of the Red eyed tree frog. 

[portraitsofboston]

     “The greatest reward I’ve received in life is not monetary or being in a band on stage and famous. I do a lot of street performances and I also make balloon animals for the children. Sometimes, I see the kids with the big eyes, sitting there and watching and their parents don’t have any money for balloons. I used to do this for years on Coney Island, which is a different economic class, and I don’t mean that as an insult or anything. And the kids are wearing swim trunks—they don’t have wallets in their pockets. So I always give free balloon animals to the kids. I take pride in never turning down a kid over money. So what? It’s a balloon! You can get a bag of them—144 balloons—for only $10. So my greatest reward in life is just the smiles on the children’s faces as I ramble through life singing my songs, reciting my poetry, and making my balloon animals.”

     Asbury Park, NJ