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HOW could i forget this classic
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Three Goblin Art
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

oozey mess
art blog(derogatory)

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
sheepfilms
Stranger Things

@theartofmadeline
RMH

Product Placement
todays bird
Acquired Stardust
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dirt enthusiast

Love Begins
Game of Thrones Daily

shark vs the universe
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collecting these
HOW could i forget this classic
i’m never gonna stop laughing about this. it debuted on tumblr in 2017 and i think of it OFTEN.
Pretty Words
Ailurophile- A cat-lover. Assemblage-A gathering. Becoming- Attractive. Beleaguer- To exhaust with attacks. Bucolic- In a lovely rural setting. Bungalow- A small, cozy cottage. Chatoyant- Like a cat’s eye. Comely- Attractive. Conflate- To blend together. Cynosure- A focal point of admiration. Dalliance- A brief love affair. Demesne- Dominion, territory. Demure- Shy and reserved. Denouement- The resolution of a mystery. Desuetude- Disuse. Desultory- Slow, sluggish. Diaphanous- Filmy. Dissemble- Deceive. Dulcet- Sweet, sugary. Ebullience- Bubbling enthusiasm. Effervescent- Bubbly. Efflorescence- Flowering, blooming. Elision- Dropping a sound or syllable in a word. Elixir- A good potion. Eloquence- Beauty and persuasion in speech. Embrocation- Rubbing on a lotion. Emollient- A softener. Ephemeral- Short-lived. Epiphany- A sudden revelation. Erstwhile- At one time, for a time. Ethereal- Gaseous, invisible but detectable. Evanescent- Vanishing quickly, lasting a very short time. Evocative- Suggestive. Fetching- Pretty. Felicity- Pleasantness. Forbearance- Withholding response to provocation. Fugacious- Fleeting. Furtive- Shifty, sneaky. Gambol- To skip or leap about joyfully. Glamour- Beauty. Gossamer- The finest piece of thread, a spider’s silk Halcyon- Happy, sunny, care-free. Harbinger- Messenger with news of the future. Imbrication- Overlapping and forming a regular pattern. Imbroglio- An altercation or complicated situation. Imbue- To infuse, instill. Incipient- Beginning, in an early stage. Ineffable- Unutterable, inexpressible. Ingénue- A naïve young woman. Inglenook- A cozy nook by the hearth. Insouciance- Blithe nonchalance. Inure- To become jaded. Labyrinthine- Twisting and turning. Lagniappe- A special kind of gift. Lagoon- A small gulf or inlet. Languor- Listlessness, inactivity. Lassitude- Weariness, listlessness. Leisure- Free time. Lilt- To move musically or lively. Lissome- Slender and graceful. Lithe- Slender and flexible. Mellifluous- Sweet sounding. Moiety- One of two equal parts. Mondegreen- A slip of the ear. Nemesis- An unconquerable archenemy. Offing- The sea between the horizon and the offshore. Opulent- Lush, luxuriant. Palimpsest- A manuscript written over earlier ones. Panacea- A solution for all problems Panoply- A complete set. Pastiche An art work combining materials from various sources. Penumbra- A half-shadow. Petrichor- The smell of earth after rain. Plethora- A large quantity. Propinquity- An inclination. Pyrrhic- Successful with heavy losses. Quintessential- Most essential. Ratatouille- A spicy French stew. Ravel- To knit or unknit. Redolent- Fragrant. Riparian- By the bank of a stream. Scintilla- A spark or very small thing. Sempiternal- Eternal. Seraglio- Rich, luxurious oriental palace or harem. Serendipity- Finding something nice while looking for something else. Summery- Light, delicate or warm and sunny. Sumptuous- Lush, luxurious. Surreptitious- Secretive, sneaky. Susquehanna- A river in Pennsylvania. Susurrous- Whispering, hissing. Talisman- A good luck charm. Untoward Unseemly, inappropriate. Vestigial- In trace amounts. Wafture- Waving. Wherewithal- The means. Woebegone- Sorrowful, downcast.
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ABOVE: Variations on our Daily Diary practice
“Concepts can never be presented to me merely, they must be knitted into the structure of my being, and this can only be done through my own activity.”
M.P. Follett , Creative Experience
Dear Students,
Which part of our mind chooses what we will remember about the day?
The daily diary practice, which is required for this class, is easily misunderstood as variations on a dry request to list things that happened in the last 24 hours. The top of the mind finds little value in this activity and dismisses it as tiresome task to be done quickly or not at all. Sometimes students will leave blank pages in their comp books with the intention of filling them in later – often with fake entries. These are very easy to spot, and they always make me sad.
The point of the daily diary exercise is not to record what you already know about what happened to you in the last 24 hours. Instead, it’s an invitation to the back of your mind to come forward and reveal to you the perishable images about the day you didn’t notice you noticed at all.
We began with the five to six minute diary drawn on a single page. On the left column we wrote down seven things we did. On the right, seven things we saw. In the bottom left box we wrote down something we overheard, and in the bottom right, we drew a picture of something we saw.
The point of this practice is to begin to notice when we notice something. It’s akin to a certain sort of ‘waking up’ – and becoming present in a different way than we usually are in our day to day lives. We catch ourselves noting something that has caught our eye or our ear. We begin to realize these flashes of awakeness –(which can oddly feel also like dreaming) , are happening to us all day long “whether from some object, scene, event, or memorable phase of the mind–the manifestation being out of proportion to the significance or strictly logical relevance of whatever produces it.“ (Morris Beja, Epiphany in the Modern Novel. Seattle: University of Washington Press, 1971. P. 18.)
The top of the mind rarely values or conserves these moments, and certainly doesn’t see them as the unwilled manifestation of a different sort of attention, the attention of the part of ourselves I like to call the back of the mind, which is the image-using part of ourselves.
The second variation of the Daily Diary, which you’ve been asked to do during the last week, is to list six ‘scenes’ from the day before and to choose one to treat as an ‘X’ page image. I ask you to picture yourself in the scene and answer the ‘X’ page questions in complete sentences. The practice here is to notice how much you do recall about a certain circumstance once you begin to ask yourself about it. There is no place without a time of day, a season, a circumstance of light or lack thereof—the X page questions are intended to allow you to experience the difference between the answers provided by the back of the mind and the top of the mind. One provides the answers spontaneously, it’s almost a kind of ‘seeing’ the answer, the other reasons it out, thinks its way to an answer. The more you notice these two ways of receiving answers, the more likely you are to believe in this other part of you that is there and ever-there, riding along with you and noticing things it can present to you later.
The side-effect of this practice is the resulting diary page, but the diary page is not the practice. I’m interested not in the content of your diary, but evidence that you are gradually becoming aware of this other part of your mind that ‘speaks’ in images.
After writing the ‘X’ page version of the diary, I also asked that you spend three minutes doing a non-photo blue quick sketch of the scene and then spend seven minutes or more ‘inking it in’ — (by inking it in I mean clarifying it. You can use black color pencil to ‘ink’ it in).
In this way you’ve ‘spoken’ this scene in two languages. One in words, the other in picutures.
Our new variation on this daily practice, the “Four Scene” diary, is somewhere in between the original one page six minute diary, and the single scene ‘X’ page.
You begin by drawing a rectangle on the comp book page about half an inch from each edge. Write yesterday’s date at the top. Divide the page into quarters. Begin with the first scene that comes to you from the day before. It doesn’t matter if it’s interesting or not. Think of it as a snapshot of that moment in time and begin by telling me where you are, writing in the first person present tense. Let me know what time of day it is, and write a line that helps me know what season it is, what kind of light you’re in—fit what you can into that first quadrant. You won’t be able to get all of the X page questions answered in that spot so you’ll have to pick which are the most important to the scene.
As soon as you finish, start the next box with another scene. It can come before or after the scene you just finished. Don’t try to figure out what was the most important scene of the day. The back of the mind might ask you to write about a 30 second ride in an elevator, or about standing in line somewhere, –something that on the surface seems mundane. Give it the opportunity to reveal itself. What is ‘nothing interesting’ to the top of the mind can be something very different to the back of the mind.
Repeat this two more times, then draw the same rectangle divided into quadrants on the next page and draw each of the four scenes. You can go straight to ink here if you like. Take at least three minutes for each quadrant. The idea is to ‘speak’ the scene in both languages, writing and drawing.
If you regard this assignment as a dull task and give it to the top of the mind to complete, it will stay just that: a dull task with dull results that you dread and seldom complete. And I will feel sad for you at the end of the semester.
If you regard this practice as a not-yet-understood means of deepening your experience in this mysterious, sad, hilarious, beautiful and terrible world, one that creates increasing conditions for insight and intuition, then you may find ‘reason’ enough to convince the top of your mind to let you give it your time, even if the value of the exercise remains unclear for now.
Sincerely,
Prof. Hebdo
by Landscape of the Earth
⭐ So you want to learn pixel art? ⭐
🔹 Part 1 of ??? - The Basics!
Edit: Now available in Google Doc format if you don't have a Tumblr account 🥰
Hello, my name is Tofu and I'm a professional pixel artist. I have been supporting myself with freelance pixel art since 2020, when I was let go from my job during the pandemic.
My progress, from 2017 to 2024. IMO the only thing that really matters is time and effort, not some kind of natural talent for art.
This guide will not be comprehensive, as nobody should be expected to read allat. Instead I will lean heavily on my own experience, and share what worked for me, so take everything with a grain of salt. This is a guide, not a tutorial. Cheers!
quiz: why do lobsters have one claw bigger
They evolved to handle different prey. the larger crusher claw cracks open ahrder prey like a molar tooth, whilst the smaller pincer claw rips apart soft prey similar to an incisor tooth.
theyre lobsided
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Hello everyone! My dear friend @90spiderbros.bsky.social / @onpanwa is in need of urgent help to pay for their sister's medical treatment in the Philippines. 🥹 If you could spend a few moments to read the story and share this around, it would mean the world to us. GoFundMe | Ko-Fi
Evi's sister is hospitalised due to cardiac edema, and the hospital she's staying in has a strict payment policy to pay upfront for every $1,000 accumulated during her stay. Otherwise they'll stop all treatments. Unfortunately Evi and their family is running out of options and struggling to keep up with the bills.
Because GFM doesn't send funds to the Philippines, I'm helping Evi organise this. I've also linked their ko-fi page since that way they can receive donations immediately, instead of having to wait for me to transfer from GFM to my account and then to them. Thank you very much for your time.
Okay I JUST realized I never posted these on here—- BUT BASICALLY, about a year and a half ago I started doing these experimental black hairstyle posts that were threads long on Twitter, to give artists a source of inspo for their black ocs whose hair they wanted to try something new with! There’s more to black hair than just the selected styles portrayed in media, and I thought it would be fun to show people how much texture, shape, fades, length, and style can be combined when drawing black hair—-cause it’s a kind of manipulation our hair can do irl! The OG posts were lost with the hacking of my original Twitter account (@/bagels_donuts) but I’ve since reuploaded the whole thread to my new Twitter (@/ItsDonutsFR)! I hope artists on tumblr find these useful, sorry it took me so long to post them here😭🙏🏾 I’ll upload them all in parts!
Part 1: Long masc hairstyles + playing with fades
💬 2 🔁 715 ❤️ 1008 · Part 2: shape, style, and length with femme styles!
Yeah Mr. Darcy’s proposal was a complete turd and a half but you gotta understand. You got your life together. A good career, stable income, retirement plan, all that shit together. And you meet this girl. And she’s everything. Clever, outspoken, funny, calls you on your bullshit. Grade A cutie, right? And she doesn’t go out of her way to spend time with you but she’s nice, and sometimes you catch her looking your way in a way that makes you think you might have a shot.
But her family. Holy shit.
First off, it’s p much ALL women, and mostly UNMARRIED women, which at this time means of something happens to her dad then you’re financially responsible for like. Four grown ass adults, potentially forever
Because mom in law is DEFINITELY gonna need someone to take care of her when dad in law kicks it, and they have like. NO money. So already you’re accepting that if all goes well, you’re gonna be one random old bag’s retirement home. That’s expensive and exhausting, yeah? Imagine asking someone on a first date knowing that if they say yes and things go good her high-strung chihuahua mother is gonna move in with you. IMAGINE.
And girly’s other sisters. Well, one is a sweetheart, yeah, so she probably won’t be an issue, but that still leaves three more, and two of those ones are INSUFFERABLE. Never went to school, dumb as rocks, spend cash like it’s toilet paper
And while one of the two is young still and might grow out of it the OTHER one is actively torpedo’ing her entire family’s reputation by wandering off with random dudes and chasing ass. She’s never gonna work, she can’t build connections, she’s a fucking sinkhole, and she’s being led on by the same goddamn con man ass leeching tit who’s been bleeding you dry while telling anyone who’ll listen that your family is full of ratty thieving bastards.
And if he dumps her after a week- WHICH YOU KNOW HIS BITCH ASS IS GONNA- you’ve got a SECOND UNMARRIABLE GROWN ASS ADULT TO PROVIDE FOR. And you KNOW she’s gonna be a tantrum-throwing little shit about it, and it’s not like you can lock her in the basement or something, you’re gonna have to bring her fucking. Everywhere. And give her an allowance and shit while she contributes zero, because again, she NEVER GOT EDUCATED AND HAS NO MARKETABLE SKILLS. She’s not even good to TALK to. FUCK
And you’re looking at this girl’s father like “please for the love of fuck get your spawn under control, marry them off, get them working on their résumé, learning to sew or be nursemaids or manage staff or SOMETHING, yall got no money and one foot in the grave” and that old man just laughs like “haha yeah, what can you do. lol”
So you’re looking to the mom and finally it’s making sense how she got that twitch in her eye and as MUCH as she is you’re starting to realize she’s the SMART one, desperately throwing her armloads of girls at random men like they’re a bunch of fucking lifeboats bobbing around a sinking ship, like yes Jesus Christ sweetly that life boat IS old and ugly and kind of boring but for FUCKS SAKE PICK ONE
And you look back at this girl who is ALSO REFUSING THE LIFE BOATS BY THE WAY and god damn it she’s still the most radiant thing you’ve ever seen so fine, fuck it, Christ alive, you’ll do it. You’ll shoot your shot. She’s everything you’ve ever wanted in anybody abut it’s not even just about that anymore, it’s about being her best fucking shot at a future, and even if she doesn’t like you all that much she’s still gonna say yes and that might break your heart a bit knowing it’s about the money but who knows, maybe it will at least be civil, or companionable, and even if she doesn’t LOVE you at least you’ll know she’s well and cared for
And so you’ll do it. You’ll take on the neurotic stress mess mother in law, the absent father, the broke ass wingnut no brain no money no future airhead sisters, the bad mannered relatives and the embarrassing behaviour and the impending future of sharing your entire shit with a clown parade of freeloaders, you’ll risk it all and accept the absolute certainty of financial ruin and emotional exhaustion for the rest of your whole ass life and you’ll make your own family deal with it too, you’ll do it, you’ll fucking DO IT, you stupid lovesick motherfucker
And so you go to this chick like “look. Your whole family’s a shitshow. You’ve got fucking nothing and you’re gonna die on the street. But for some reason- and I don’t get it either- I’ve fallen in love with you, and I wish I didn’t, but I did, so I’m telling you that whether you like me or not, I’ll give you everything. I’ll give you everything even if it’s the dumbest shit I ever done. Fuck my stupid Baka ass, I’ll marry you.”
And she looks at you- having heard or considered absolutely none of your months-long internal debate and monologue- and goes “The fuck did you just say about my family, you son of a bitch?”
And the shock of that is enough to jolt you back into a reality where you are able to actually hear and process what just came out of your damn mouth And yeah
Yeah, I think I kinda get it
In case anyone finds it helpful because mobility aids are horrifically expensive and inaccessible…
And for those people who have access to mobility devices but might benefit from a second chair they can abuse without risking expensive damage…
Erik Kondo has made a website, Open Source Innovations, that details plans for DIY wheelchairs. These wheelchairs can be made from common materials like wood, plastic, and pvc. They are lightweight and can be custom fit to the user allowing from the same degree of movement you would get from a custom chair. And they are durable and easily repairable. (he has been stress testing his latest design by dropping it down stairs, dropping it out of a car, launching it across a driveway, and throwing it off a deck). Its 12lbs and I think he said its was in the $200 ish range for parts.
He also is working on cheap, open source, accessible designs for beach chairs, off road chairs, motorized attachments (think smart drive), and so on. Plus he skateboards in his wheelchair. Cool dude, helpful info, pass it on.
It's incredibly sad people have to resort to this, but it's a damn good resource. Use it. Spread awareness. Maybe one day people with physical disabilities won't need DIYs like this. But until then, reblog and share.
Enjoyed the bubble sounds!
oh this is an EXCELLENT noise
Excellent noise, Excellent colors, Excellent lighting, overall 11/10 impeccable vibes, and now I’m thirsty.
where is all the art that perfectly appeals specifically to my exact tastes and desires and nobody elses