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medievalpoc:

blackhistoryalbum:

TANGLED ROOTS BY PHILLIPE FARAUT | 2008
Earthenware clay sculpture by Philippe Faraut, 2008. Click Images to Enlarge

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Contemporary Art Week!

medievalpoc:

Contemporary Art Week!
Jamea Richmond-Edwards
Wings Not Meant To Fly
2012. Ink, Mixed Media, Collage on Canvas. 36 x 36”.
from: Revealing the African Presence in Renaissance Europe: Contemporary Response

medievalpoc:

Contemporary Art Week!

Jamea Richmond-Edwards

Wings Not Meant To Fly

2012. Ink, Mixed Media, Collage on Canvas. 36 x 36”.

from: Revealing the African Presence in Renaissance Europe: Contemporary Response

free-parking:

Salvador Dalí — The Eye of Time, 1949, platinum, rubies, and diamonds

free-parking:

Salvador Dalí — The Eye of Time, 1949, platinum, rubies, and diamonds

stagemanagerclr:

belonely:

"There are three things you must ask yourself before you say anything…"

Wisdom with a Scottish accent.

controversial-tabloid-story:

lexxerduglas:

clorinspats:

shade-rartblog:

thewingedshadow:

elliotexplicit:

cineraria:

How to Fold a Shirt in Under 2 Seconds - YouTube
伊東家の食卓

I just did this. Legit.

the fuck

Clearly this is black magic at work here

been folding my shirts like this for so long that it feels weird to do it any other way

WHAT THE SHIT

I just did this for my mom and she screamed.

amatteroftastepodcast:

cleolinda:

takshiyamamoto:

Watching Hannibal is like watching everyone in the show drive their own car that’s going 10 mph, so they have plenty of time to avoid collision and turn away, but instead they all end up running into each other and it’s a huge pile up and no one knows who to blame for this huge car crash and Hannibal is sitting on the sidewalk in a lawn chair drinking red wine and smirking to himself.

It’s a very sophisticated lawn chair.

Hannibal “Any chair you put on a lawn is technically a lawn chair” Lecter, everybody

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I think your tumblr is totally spammy. And yeah, what have you or your generation got to do with cyberpunk ?
Anonymous

hellotailor:

this is hilarious on so many levels. like, first of all, you went out of your way to send me not one but two of these dumbass messages. secondly, my tumblr isn’t even a cyberpunk blog.

but to answer your question: cyberpunk may have been dead since 1990 or whatever, but ~my generation~ are a gazillion times more cyberpunk than any old-school Neuromancer fanboy could ever have dreamed. we live in a Google and Facebook-owned dystopian hellscape of police spy drones and PRISM, and have the ability to use Bitcoin to buy everything from hamburgers to hard drugs. a 13-year-old girl Snapchatting youtube clips of One Direction to her friends is probably more cyberpunk than the “real” cyberpunks of yesteryear. (and on a personal note, i’m an internet culture journalist. i think we can all agree that that’s a pretty cyberpunk job, so the joke’s on you, my friend.)

Since her death in 1979, the woman who discovered what the universe is made of has not so much as received a memorial plaque. Her newspaper obituaries do not mention her greatest discovery. […] Every high school student knows that Isaac Newton discovered gravity, that Charles Darwin discovered evolution, and that Albert Einstein discovered the relativity of time. But when it comes to the composition of our universe, the textbooks simply say that the most abundant atom in the universe is hydrogen. And no one ever wonders how we know.
Jeremy Knowles, discussing the complete lack of recognition Cecilia Payne gets, even today, for her revolutionary discovery. (via alliterate)

cacchieressa:

Ophelia Introduces Herself to the River  

My name means slender sapling leaning closely

                        small brown rocks nestled in silt  

        air ascending inside oyster shells

                   goldenrod nodding by the water

 My name means Tuesday tracing bone-colored reeds

willow leaves tasting echoes

             water’s high C’s soaring beeward

 water rising to furious moonlight

           and you are sweetly doing nothing

My name means vengeance pays attention to the tides

~Carol Berg

phantomunmasked:

synnecrosisofsolace:

'Dido's Lament'
Composed by Henry Purcell
Sarah Connolly, Mezzo Soprano
David Robertson conducting

Break my heart over and over, why don’t you?