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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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JBB: An Artblog!
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Love Begins
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cherry valley forever
we're not kids anymore.
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Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize “The stars are words” and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.
—Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler
The haunting ancient Celtic carnyx being played for an audience. This is the sound Roman soldiers would have heard their Celtic enemies make.
Bazen öylece rüzgarın ahengine dalar insan. silkeleyip dururken yemyeşil çimenleri..
A momentary breeze..
Art by Anastasia Shestak
The Collectibles: Best of 2023
A cloudless spring day, intercepted by a column of smoke from a fire 25km (15 miles) away.
birds flying over the jurassic canyon of Iceland
Where the hell is that poem by that welsh poet about laika............
wait wiat i think i have it in a screnshoot wait this is my moment ive been saving screenshots for years i have hundreds of them and they be useful, wether god likes it or not
ok this is not the one but hey look another laika poem:
NOPE (Jordan Peele) / Regarding the Pain of Others (Susan Sontag)
Becalmed off Halfway Rock, by Fitz Hugh Lane, 1860
"Do you ever dream of land?" The whale asks the tuna.
"No." Says the tuna, "Do you?"
"I have never seen it." Says the whale, "but deep in my body, I remember it."
"Why do you care," says the tuna, "if you will never see it."
"There are bones in my body built to walk through the forests and the mountains." Says the whale.
"They will disappear." Says the tuna, "one day, your body will forget the forests and the mountains."
"Maybe I don't want to forget," Says the whale, "The forests were once my home."
"I have seen the forests." Whispers the salmon, almost to itself.
"Tell me what you have seen," says the whale.
"The forests spawned me." Says the salmon. "They sent me to the ocean to grow. When I am fat with the bounty of the ocean, I will bring it home."
"Why would the forests seek the bounty of the oceans?" Asks the whale. "They have bounty of their own."
"You forget," says the salmon, "That the oceans were once their home."
Finished painting a set of pendants for a commission about Shackleton's Trans-Antarctic expedition. Endurance, whales, Frank Hurley and penguins. Sea pottery officially captured my brain.
Sung Hwa Kim (Korean, 1985) - The Stars That Have Lost Their Names, The Eternal Present (2023)
Sung Hwa Kim (Korean, 1985) - I woke up. The moon is full, so I send my wishes to the universe. (2021)
Japanese artist Baku Maeda challenges nature's organic forms by producing square angles in flowers and leaves.
Sources: Angel Parsons//Michael Emery//Leanne Stap//Rochelle Kirkham//Audrey Courty//Darwin Aquaculture Centre//Bradley McLennan//Closer Productions
Pictures from news articles I’ve read this week.
Akiyoshi Terashima, from Photographers Index 1 (1985)
