morning textures
‘Teabag Cyanotypes’ (2021) by: Rachel Rector
Lucy Willis, 1954, Cats, 1988, etching on paper.
love those old soviet posters that are just advertising like, an activity. not some “go to mike’s hardware for the BEST deals around!” just “hey, you can learn stuff at libraries” or “consider going for a hike in the countryside” big kin
I’d love some examples!!
Caring for birds will increase your fruit harvest!
What are you interested in? The library has many books to match your interests.
Tourism is the best relaxation!
Vitamin C. Vitamins help you to become healthy and strong
Fresh air strengthens health and improves quality of education! (Soviet classroom design, from my personal experience, includes big windows that let in a lot of air and sunshine)
“Do morning exercise”
“Take up cycling”
And my all time favourite, “Drink tea.”
conservative think tanks will be named something like "the american educational initiative," and you read their policy proposals and it's like "let's repeal the thirteenth amendment and send slavery back to the states." meanwhile liberal think tanks will be named something like "the foundation for the redemption of america's soul," and their policy proposals are "a 5% increase in capital gains tax over the next ten years, but you don't have to pay it if you submit a note from your doctor saying it makes you sad."
“Descending Night” (1935) by American photographer Paul Outerbridge (1896-1958).
the best story premise by far imo is just "wack ass roadtrip" it never gets old to me
earlier today i told an acquaintance in passing that i'll often be in the middle of a novel and think "man i wish this shit were more ambiguous" and had to reiterate twice that i wasn't being sarcastic before they believed me, so this post is to say: i love when writers don't bother to explain everything, i love when stories end uncertain and unsettling, i love being required to think as a reader, i love when stuff makes no damn sense, no i'm not kidding
Remember those stripper name generators that were based on the first letter of your name and the last digit in your phone and your birth month or something? What if there was like an Ezra Miller crime generator where it would be like “breaking! Ezra Miller commits (adjective) (petty crime) in (state)” customized based on your personal info??
I mean apparently there kind of is something similar?
Remember those stripper name generators that were based on the first letter of your name and the last digit in your phone and your birth month or something? What if there was like an Ezra Miller crime generator where it would be like “breaking! Ezra Miller commits (adjective) (petty crime) in (state)” customized based on your personal info??
Unpopular opinion: Being intelligent isn’t an excuse for being unkind.
Pretentious asshole is OUT! Pretentious Sweetheart is IN! Wearing dapper clothes and holding the door open for others makes you feel COOL AS H*CK! Glance up from your hefty books to give a stranger a smile!! Quote literature to inspire others! Be presumptuous in the way that you presume that everyone needs their day to be a little brighter!!!
Administration showed us this tweet on day one of grad school and boy did it hit home
“distinguished yourself by being kind” is my literal life motto at work, holy shit
Close view of a pet cat named Goldie, July 1972. Photograph by Bruce Dale, National Geographic
Bathilda Bagshot’s Cottage, Interior - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1
Bathilda Bagshot was a renowned wizarding historian. She was the author of A History of Magic and was the great aunt of the infamous dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald. During the summer of 1899, Gellert came to Britain to visit her and stayed with her at her home in Godric’s Hollow, an ancient wizarding village in England’s West Country. That summer, Bathilda introduced Gellert to Albus Dumbledore, who lived next door. The bond that developed between the two boys would change the course of wizarding history. By the time Harry Potter visited Godric’s Hollow in 1997, the Bagshot home had fallen into severe disrepair, but still held the secret memory of that summer nearly a century before.