I'm 18 and an soon to be student at MICA. I like dinosaurs, space, Matt Smith's face, things that start with K, the number 3, Prismas, Mircon pens, and bearded men.
[step 1] open your mouth as wide as possible. make sure to stick out your tongue as far as you can, too, since kisses are like, 90% that thing
[step 2] find someone to kiss. you will know they want to kiss because their tongue will also be extended at full length
[step 3] move in for the kill
It’s just science.
-Anna
I am going to print this diagram out and carry it with me at all times.
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The best movie. All the tears, every single time.
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India Ink on Wood Panel, 12” x 12”
When I was a little girl, my aunt told me a story which she later said was called Throwing The Rock. She told me that one day there was a man, in the water, drowning. He was flailing about, struggling to stay afloat. And people went out to rescue him. They called out to him, “Grab my hand. I’ll pull you safety. Grab my hand.” The man said he couldn’t. The people tried again. He said he couldn’t. Then the people noticed he was clutching a rock in his hands. They shouted at him to drop it, to take their hand, and climb aboard. The man cried, and again said he couldn’t. “It’s the only thing I have left,” he said. “If I let go, then I will have nothing.” But it’s killing you, they said. You’re holding onto something that is killing you. The man continued to struggle, before lowering his rock, and then he let go.
I hadn’t heard this story in years, it had never even been mentioned since. But as I struggled with my concentration and creating a collection meaningful artworks, I remembered. It struck me how many of my other works dealt with this same struggle and I never connected the dots. Here, it’s dealing with this need to hold on and remember grief, almost like instinct, like survivor’s guilt.
Space History Photo: Rare Woman Physicist at NASA in 1957
In this historical photo from the U.S. space agency, one of the rare women physicists at NASA works on an atomic laboratory experiment at the Lewis Research Center in 1957. The experiment pushed a gas at low pressure through a high-voltage discharge.
NASA today has a web site devoted to highlighting women who work at the agency, with one goal being to “inspire girls everywhere to reach for the stars and explore the myriad of opportunities available to them through pursuing careers in science, technology, engineering and mathematics.”
xxlaia.
Space ladyzzzzzz
Ezra Miller
Dear me.
In We Need To Talk About Kevin, his beauty distracted from the fact that he was supposed be terrifying. TOO BEAUTIFUL TO BE SCARY.
COME WITH ME ALICE. YOU’RE TOO WILD, TOO BEAUTIFUL, TO LIVE IN CHAINS. YOU BELONG OUT HERE. A ROSE IN A VASE IS NOT A ROSE IN THE FIELD. IT WITHERS.
WHERE WOULD WE GO, LUKE? WHAT WOULD WE EAT?
ANYWHERE WE WANT, MY LOVE, AND ANYTHING WE CAN CATCH OR FIND IN DUMPSTERS. YOU THINK YOU HAVE SECURITY BUT YOU HAVE SHACKLES. YOU THINK YOU ARE LOVED BUT YOU ARE A TOY FOR OTHERS’ AMUSEMENT. I WILL SHOW YOU FREEDOM. TOGETHER WE WILL BE UNSTOPPABLE. WE WILL SET THE WORLD AFLAME.
I DON’T KNOW, LUKE. YOU’RE JUST TOO DAMNED HANDSOME TO TRUST.
I CAN’T HELP THAT, ALICE. I WAS BORN THIS WAY. THE UPSTAIRS WINDOW IS OPEN. DON’T PACK A BAG.
