sammyslabbinck:

’ Boxing in Vienna ‘

Collage on paper

© Sammy Slabbinck 2013

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blastedheath:

Mstislav Dobuzhinsky (Russian, 1875-1957), Set design for Tannhäuser. Tempera on canvas.

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stormswaneforsaken:

neon-casket:

my-little-underground:

drinkthehalo:

Miss Piggy had been rescued off the side of the road in North Carolina with a red stripe painted down her back — the telltale sign that she was marked for slaughter. How she escaped, we do not know, but an awesome woman named Valerie (who happend to be a wildlife rehabilitator and cat rescuer) scooped her up and kept her in suburban Long Island in a large pen her husband Eric built. Miss Piggy was very well cared for, but now 2 years old and fully-grown she needed more room to be a pig.

In March, 2010, she came to our sanctuary. At first we was rather intimidated by the other pigs, but soon she learned her place in the herd and gets along well enough. She’s still a little shy but has made friends with Oliver and Lodo — and she loves people. Her “parents” Eric and Valerie come almost every weekend to see her, bringing New York bagels and other treats!  (via Miss Piggy « Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary)

LOOK AT THAT FACE!

;-;

I want a rescue pig so bad…

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nigerianostalgia:

Okumkpa masquerade play, Amorie village, Afikpo Village-Group, Nigeria. 1950s
Vintage Nigerian photos

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estimfalos:

Reading between the lines - Gijs Van Vaerenbergh

Depending on the perspective of the viewer, the church is either perceived as a massive building, or dissolves — partly or completely — into the landscape. Those viewers that look from the inside of the church to the outside, on the other hand, witness an abstract play of lines that reshapes the surrounding landscape. In this way, church and landscape can both be considered part of the work — hence also its title, which implies that to read between the lines, one must also read the lines themselves. In other words: the church makes the subjective experience of the landscape visible, and vice versa.

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perfect.

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worldinhand:

Lava Lake

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spud-buster:

assassination-for-beginners:

The Princess Mononoke stage adaptation has opened in London to sell-out performances and rave reviews. The play’s puppets and costumes are made out of recycled material, reflecting Miyazaki’s environmental message. 

omfg

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Takato Yamamoto

If you haven’t scanned through the “Tale of Genji’, wellllll then you fucking should. It’s beautiful. 

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nautilid:

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thaddeusgrey:

stfuconservatives:

After I mentioned that Exxon was controlling the airspace above the Arkansas spill, I got a fiery Ask accusing me of spreading conspiracy theories because only the FAA controlled airspace. My mistake: the FAA is controlling the airspace above the spill, per Exxon’s request.

So what is happening is that a major corporation—that does not own all of Mayflower, Arkansas, that can not own all of Mayflower, Arkansas, because there are pictures posted by people who live in neighborhoods full of oil, which means that the people who live there lawfully own the land—is threatening to have reporters arrested for “trespassing” on land when Exxon does not own the land, when it would be the decision of the people who do own the land they are living on about whether or not the reporters would be allowed to stand on it and report from it.

So what’s happening, is that a major corporation is just openly strong-arming our country’s laws into working for it. Blatantly. 

Just so we’re clear on that. 

So, there are two interesting things here…one, does this mean that when oil is spilled the areas it spreads to become temporary exxon property? Which frankly is something I can imagine being the case, because it sounds insane.

Secondly, how shitty of a reporter do you have to be to do what Exxon is telling you…like, if I were a reporter I’d write a story about this, then get arrested, go to jail, and write about that too, then get bailed out, and go back. 

“Everything the oil touches belongs to us.”

Like some kind of fucked up Lion King.