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RSSOF COURSE someone would try to use my debit card number to book into a hotel in New York, today of all times. OF COURSE. Leaving me without access to my primary bank account just before I go to WisCon. Right in the middle of moving and trying to book movers, moving vans, all that shit. OF COURSE.
I saw this post and had to do it. I’m sorry T-T More talented people, please try it yourselves.
#the luteces #living in a house with 101 dalmantions #it’s the same dalmation #just from 101 universes
I…… yes
YOU NIQQAS WANNA LEARN ELVISH?! HERE YA GO!
this makes me think about the post about the two girls who didn’t want to get caught sendes notes in class so they learned elvish
Time to bring this back: Disney animator Millicent Patrick’s work as sole designer of the Creature From the Black Lagoon was downplayed by a male coworker who then received credit for it for half a century.
Millicent Patrick - The Creatures mother.
And people say I’M dressed up when I wear a skirt and heels at my drawing table…Yay all around!
Disney animator Millicent Patrick’s work as sole designer of the Creature From the Black Lagoon was downplayed by a male coworker who then received credit for it for half a century.
And another role model for Gothiccharmschool is found.
And yes, fanboy-news-network, I now count her as a role model. She’s wonderful!
Look at her gaze so lovingly at it! Awww.
S. Ross Browne
Ummm…I am so VERY into this right now!
But Black people in period or fantasy settings totally makes the stories unreal.
Also holy shit I love these.
How come I don’t run across this stuff regularly?
Because of racism and the retroactive erasure of POC in Medieval Europe. Pretty much the same reason you almost never see these works of art either unless you’re already looking for them:
um yes
I took about a million art history classes and I never saw a single one of these
^ and this is why i blog.
I’ve only seen the second portrait among the pieces posted in the comments section in my art history classes — and that’s most likely because the dude is Latino. : /
Also can this be subtitled as a hair appreciation post? Because I am seriously appreciating all of the hair in this post.
My art history teacher in college told me that black people just don’t show up in paintings like how vampires don’t have a reflection.
are you fucking kidding me right now
And all of this is European art history, which is what we get taught as Art History, like the rest of us didn’t have art till white dudes wanted to steal it and call it “influence” in the 20th century.
I had Eurocentric notions of art leaking out my ears by the time I was ten, but had to take a specific, harder art history class in college just to learn more about my own art history than “there were sculptures and also miniatures btw”.
You didn’t think too deeply about this did you? Of course not. If you were prone to thinking deeply about things… you probably wouldn’t be a Feminist, now would you?
I’m screaming “THAT’S THE POINT THAT’S LITERALLY THE POINT YOU JUST MADE THE EXACT POINT” at my computer screen right now.
(Source: wonderful-manna)
PRAISE JESUS
I HAVE PACKED MY BOOKS
Okay, except for the craft books. And the random piles all over the apartment. BUT THE BOOKSHELVES ARE PACKED.
And that also brings me up to 30 boxes, which was what I wanted to have done before I went to WisCon this weekend. Not bad, self. Not bad.
Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as triggers for experiences. (Roy Ascott’s phrase.) That solves a lot of problems: we don’t have to argue whether photographs are art, or whether performances are art, or whether Carl Andre’s bricks or Andrew Serranos’s piss or Little Richard’s ‘Long Tall Sally’ are art, because we say, ‘Art is something that happens, a process, not a quality, and all sorts of things can make it happen.’ … [W]hat makes a work of art ‘good’ for you is not something that is already ‘inside’ it, but something that happens inside you — so the value of the work lies in the degree to which it can help you have the kind of experience that you call art.
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Brian Eno (via jessiethatcher)
I could reblog/post this every day as a constant reminder.
(via notational)
OK, so point the first: can we have a thousand fics where Scotty is always threatening to quit and Kirk learned his lesson this first time so new crew members panic hilariously every time it happens in the future but there is never any danger of Kirk accepting Scotty’s resignation ever again? And Scotty can use it on anything—from actual ethical showdowns to “I will not work on a ship that does not have three-ply toilet paper”—and Kirk will never do anything but roll his eyes in the future, maybe splutter a little bit in futile rage. And Scotty will use this in the future—all the fucking time—because Captain Tight Pants Perfect Hair deserves every second of it as far as he’s concerned.
Point the second: how much do we all love that Scotty and Kirk have to negotiate when and how one accepts/offers a resignation but Scotty and his life partner are 100% on the same page on this issue? And the dude doesn’t even, like, argue. He’s just like, “oh, whoops, sorry, is it time for my resignation letter now? Because I have it. It’s right here.” (PS: I am shipping these two SO HARD now. SO. HARD.)
Point the third: I want to see 10000% more instances of the clothes Scotty wears on shore leave. I want to see all the Hawaiian shirts, all the neon ties, everything.
Point the fourth: I want to see Scotty treat his communicator like a phone all the time. I want him to cover the mouthpiece—ineffectively—on away missions and while grumbling about Kirk and while eating dinner and while finishing off an argument with life partner dude about how much Scotch is a wise decision. I have always loved how all the inappropriate phone social conventions turn up with the communicators. I bet Scotty would tots save photos to his communicator and be projecting holographic renderings of his kids to diplomats in his old age as they smile politely and hope desperately that he hasn’t managed to add more memory for more photos on his (spoilers: he has) and that the photo stream will end soon (spoilers: it won’t). I bet he has invented horribly annoying games with lots of loud annoying music to play on his communicator when he’s bored on away missions.
(Source: youshouldhaveletmesleep)
Cuilëcenta: Racist Elves and a Little Bit of Silmarillion Revisionism
…the Noldor had the greater power of mind and body. and were the mightier warriors and sages, and they built with stone, and loved the hill-slopes and open lands. But the Sindar had the fairer voices and were more skilled in music…
This is my least…
Leafy Sea Dragons
These stunning sea dragon pictures illuminate their mysterious beauty and extraordinary adaptations. The near-invisibility of their fins gives the sea dragons the appearance of floating seaweed that is drifting with the currents. Instead of scales, they have protective armor to ward off predators. The row of spines along their backs can also wound attackers. At other times they will curl into balls like porcupines in self defense. Truly extraordinary creatures.
Creating a life that reflects your values and satisfies your soul is a rare achievement. In a culture that relentlessly promotes avarice and excess as the good life, a person happy doing his own work is usually considered an eccentric, if not a subversive. Ambition is only understood if it’s to rise to the top of some imaginary ladder of success. Someone who takes an undemanding job because it affords him the time to pursue other interests and activities is considered a flake. A person who abandons a career in order to stay home and raise children is considered not to be living up to his potential-as if a job title and salary are the sole measure of human worth. You’ll be told in a hundred ways, some subtle and some not, to keep climbing, and never be satisfied with where you are, who you are, and what you’re doing. There are a million ways to sell yourself out, and I guarantee you’ll hear about them.
- Bill Watterson (via mikekarnell)
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