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artist Nathalie Lete painted her house full of flowers during quarantine

Musician Maurice Baquet, Chopin and his Muse, circa 1950

by  Robert Doisneau

some vintage book covers for you…….

tag yourself i’m A Fashionable Sufferer

& if I were to forgive you (& I know I could) who would be left who would be left                          to forgive me?

— Hieu Minh Nguyen, from “Afterwards,” published in Hobart

And Then We Danced / და ჩვენ ვიცეკვეთ (2019) Dir. Levan Akin

Hair by mitsuki_jurk on Instagram.

i cant believe this is a real photo

no offense but why do cat owners let them on counter tops? do they not shed and it gets on the food

You think i have any control over these bitches

Something I find incredibly cool is that they’ve found neandertal bone tools made from polished rib bones, and they couldn’t figure out what they were for for the life of them. 

Until, of course, they showed it to a traditional leatherworker and she took one look at it and said “Oh yeah sure that’s a leather burnisher, you use it to close the pores of leather and work oil into the hide to make it waterproof. Mine looks just the same.” 

“Wait you’re still using the exact same fucking thing 50,000 years later???”

“Well, yeah. We’ve tried other things. Metal scratches up and damages the hide. Wood splinters and wears out. Bone lasts forever and gives the best polish. There are new, cheaper plastic ones, but they crack and break after a couple years. A bone polisher is nearly indestructible, and only gets better with age. The more you use a bone polisher the better it works.”

It’s just. 

50,000 years. 50,000. And over that huge arc of time, we’ve been quietly using the exact same thing, unchanged, because we simply haven’t found anything better to do the job. 

“Dream… dream every night. Dream every day - forget this world, just dream. And soon your skin will become translucent, and only your ghost will be seen.”

— Helaena Moon @ http://hapless-hollow.tumblr.com/  (via hapless-hollow)