i’m in love
There are no Deadpool cosplayers. Deadpool sometimes just breaks the 4th wall to show up at conventions.
reblogging again because of the waldo gif
Harp by Augusta Savage.
My all time favorite sculpture by Savage. Just amazing, profound, hopeful and joyous. That’s understandable since it’s based on the song “Lift Every Voice and Sing” by James Weldon Johnson.
Unfortunately, this (like most of her art) is no longer with us. It was destroyed with most of the art after the 1939 New York World’s Fair was closed. Any artist who couldn’t afford to have their works moved saw their works destroyed. You can imagine the financing issues a Black artist in those days had to deal with.
Nevertheless, very happy that we were blessed to have her with us and share her works with us all. We are the better for it.
I’ve always liked the literal interpretation of bedroom.
"I used to be 425 lbs. Now I work for a nonprofit that promotes physical activity and nutrition in schools."
"What’s one piece of nutrition advice?"
"Here’s what I tell the kids: ‘If you can’t pronounce the ingredients on the label, you shouldn’t be eating it.’"
Long before Photoshop existed, Lynn G. Fayman was creating vibrant, abstract photographic images. He utilized the short-lived Kodak Flexichrome process to produce works more akin to painting than traditional photography.
Jungle Rain Forest, 1949 (printed 2013)
and Machinery Movement, 1949
Lynn G. Fayman Archives, Museum of Photographic Arts
Learn more at mopa.org/lynn-fayman
i tried to trap the repo man by moving him in my sim’s pool, but he just swam through the floorboards and right out the door…
Imagine though when you find your soul mate and the happens
this is one of the most beautiful gifs I’ve seen.
No but imagine the school jock and the nerd he beats up every day finally run into each other in the locker room or at a pool or something and their chest start glowing and they both look at each other and just go “Oh fuck no.”
Imagine another scenario where you’re at your computer and talking to this person who is officially your best friend and you say something super dorky over a Skype call or something and it makes them laugh and you smile, and suddenly you see their eyes go wide because they see the glow from your end…
…and then there’s nothing from them on their end, and you sort of stop talking to them, knowing you’ll never have that glow again…
Imagine you’re the friend that sees the glow and you’re so scared, and your eyes dart down and there’s nothing, and you’re scared and worried because you love your friend, you do, maybe like they love you, but you’re not glowing…
And they start drifting away, and it hurts so much, but you had plans to meet them in “real life” and neither of you want to kibosh those plans, so you fly out to meet them, to hang out and maybe go to a convention or something. And they meet you at the airport, and you see them, and you can’t stop yourself from running over and enveloping them in a huge hug and you’re crying a little and whispering “it’s so good to see you,” but they’re not looking at your face, they’re looking down between you two, where your chest is pressed against theirs, and at the glow from behind your ribs…
Because sometimes, it takes a little longer for one star to start shining than another.
god dammit, kaniel, my eyes hurt from the happy tears <3
"All journey’s eventually end in the same place. Home."