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more vaporeon x fish variations ! i finally got time to make some new ones traditionally (you can find the old digital vaporeons x fish here)
from top to bottom there is :
Coelacanth vaporeon : water x rock
Angelfish vaporeon : water x psychic
Koi vaporeon : water x fire
Dojo loach vaporeon : water x ground
If you want to get your own fishy vaporeon, you can commission me on Ko-Fi :)
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Starting the next part of the journey.
There's a whole video genre I've discovered of women, generally Latina, Asian and Philippina, sometimes Arab, doing general house cleaning. It's certainly an interesting cultural artifact to have entire minutes-long videos of women sweeping their earthen yards or doing laundry, but I like to get these glimpse into very different living conditions and expectations.
One thing that consistently feels very jarring to me is how these cultures that I think mostly have tile and cement floors go about floor cleaning. Every time they dump a bucket of soapy water across the floor and start scrubbing away, part of my mind goes OMG!, because you really cannot be doing that in the stick -built wooden houses I've grown up with and lived around.
Hell, we had to replace the vinyl flooring in the back entrance of the old house because it had all come up just from repeated exposure to wet boots and frozen chicken waterers thawing. It was just plywood subfloor for a while. In this house, there's a bit in front of the fridge where a seam is slightly lifted up from the old fridge leaking as it died. These are both relatively cheap floors, but most modern American houses just aren't designed to be slopping water around.
Personally, I use a spray mop, a sort of reusable, washable Swiffer wet jet kinda thing, and when I mop, the floors never get more than damp. And apparently "don't get water all over the floor" is very deeply ingrained in me. I just find that example of how taboo and material culture are inseparably entwined interesting.
There's a scene in Pippi Longstocking where she dumps a bucket of water on the floor, ties scrub brushes to her feet and skates around the room on them to scrub the floor and I think that baffled me even as a kid
Oh man, I remember that! (odd for a USAmerican, but both me and my kids grew up on Pippi) But yeah. Here's hoping and imagining that at least Pippi just had wood floors and no subfloor, so that the excess water could dry out from either side.
Not that Pippi was exactly a role model in that regard, either. lol
Yeah, I figure if it was not total artistic liberty, there had to have been nothing but air under the floor, and the boards unpainted, so the water would not get trapped under the paint.
I didn't actually like Pippi as a child (Ronja the Robber's Daughter was "my" Lindgren book, and Emil in Lönneberga), but OR watched some months ago and since them I need to put their hair in two braids every day.)
Went a little out of our way for breakfast today.
Shou Xin aka 手訫 aka Xin Shou (Chinese, based Henan, China) - Untitled, Drawings: Pencil, Erasers, and small Knives for added Texture
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I think we caught the kitschiest Autobahn rest stop at the kitschiest possible moment.
I think we caught the kitschiest Autobahn rest stop at the kitschiest possible moment.
I'm thinking of Symphony of the Sixth Blast Furnace by Evgeny Sedukhin again...
hmm okay i'm trying to dig up a source on this painting, to see if i could find it in any higher quality
but i can't find any evidence of its existence from before 2018 lmao
and searching the artist's name only gets me like 6 pages of results on google
and a little artist showcase page on arthive for this guy with exactly 1 painting listed
and a biography that spells this guy's name like 5 different ways
which i'm pretty sure is because it's machine translated from something
very mysterious
oh doing his name in russian gives me some actually useful results, why didn't i think to do that
Солнечный город "Sunny City" - No date given.
Мир "World" - No date given.
Чусовские просторы. "Chusovskie expanses." Canvas, oil, 1997. Exhibited at the Nizhny Tagil Museum of Nature.
Осень "Autumn"
ooooh this one is really nice
Огни трудового Тагила, "The Lights of Labor Tagil" acquired by the Tretyakov Gallery in 1986.
октябрь "October" 2009 cardboard, oil, 29.5x39.5 cm
Осень на Чусовой, "Autumn on Chusovaya" 1999, canvas, oil, 79x100 cm
Чугун идет "Cast Iron is Coming" 1976
okay that's all the art this article had, i'm really glad i could find some this artist's other woks!!!!
YEAHHHHHHHHHH
There's a whole video genre I've discovered of women, generally Latina, Asian and Philippina, sometimes Arab, doing general house cleaning. It's certainly an interesting cultural artifact to have entire minutes-long videos of women sweeping their earthen yards or doing laundry, but I like to get these glimpse into very different living conditions and expectations.
One thing that consistently feels very jarring to me is how these cultures that I think mostly have tile and cement floors go about floor cleaning. Every time they dump a bucket of soapy water across the floor and start scrubbing away, part of my mind goes OMG!, because you really cannot be doing that in the stick -built wooden houses I've grown up with and lived around.
Hell, we had to replace the vinyl flooring in the back entrance of the old house because it had all come up just from repeated exposure to wet boots and frozen chicken waterers thawing. It was just plywood subfloor for a while. In this house, there's a bit in front of the fridge where a seam is slightly lifted up from the old fridge leaking as it died. These are both relatively cheap floors, but most modern American houses just aren't designed to be slopping water around.
Personally, I use a spray mop, a sort of reusable, washable Swiffer wet jet kinda thing, and when I mop, the floors never get more than damp. And apparently "don't get water all over the floor" is very deeply ingrained in me. I just find that example of how taboo and material culture are inseparably entwined interesting.
There's a scene in Pippi Longstocking where she dumps a bucket of water on the floor, ties scrub brushes to her feet and skates around the room on them to scrub the floor and I think that baffled me even as a kid
Sick list of symptoms bro. Now try humanizing your behavior instead of pathologizing it.
Pathologizing: Hey sorry I yelled at you. I have this ADHD symptom called RSD that makes me really sensitive.
Humanizing: Hey, I’m sorry that I blew up like that earlier. In the moment I felt really attacked and overwhelmed and I reacted badly, but I know you didn’t mean to offend me with what you said, so that behavior is on me.
Because I just saw a post bitching about this one, I want to add: this post is saying that you need to take accountability for the way you hurt other people, even if it happens because of a symptom of your disability/illness. It's also saying that using terms (especially acronyms) that aren't common knowledge isn't a helpful way to explain yourself. It is NOT saying that you need to let people walk all over you because "your disability isn't an excuse."
If you're diabetic, you don't have to eat the honey glazed ham that will send you into a coma (their example). But you also can't yell at the person offering it and accuse them of trying to kill you. You can just say "thanks, but my body can't handle that kind of sugar intake, so I'll pass"
If you run over someone's foot with your wheelchair you still apologise
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IT'S GLASS.
This is "Arras", by Mark Lewanski, and the medium is G L A S S.
Just incredible.
since my notes are blowing up and everybody seems to love ichi's new paintjob, here he is in motion hunting a relative's dog for sport
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This is a real picture taken by photographer Keinichi Ohno. It's a single photo of a bird standing at the edge of some water with a wall and its reflection creating a fascinating optical illusion.
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WoodSwimmer: A New Stop-Motion Short Made Entirely by Tediously Cutting Through Wood [VIDEO]
I miss... not writing, as such. But being a person who could write, if that makes sense.
I feel like I broke my brain. With work, maybe, with too little time to think and dream. With social media, for sure, with a near-endless stream of shiny (or stupid) things to look at. With short snippets of text, mixed with pictures and videos, nothing that I need to focus on for longer than a few moments.
It's ruined my reading brain, too. Sometimes, a book hits just the right spot and I can still do it, but mostly it's a struggle, too much, too long, too little variety.
And I know a social media detox would do me well. Rebuild my focus. Wean my brain off whatever hormone/neurotransmitter/whatever social media constantly feeds it. Spend time with my kid without constantly reaching for my phone. (That is the worst. I hate it, and I hate that I can't stop.)
But then. It's not just entertainment. It's connection. It's the friends in the phone, and the people I don't yet know well but want to.
I don't really follow "content creators". I follow people I find interesting. Like... the content is a bonus. But I'm there for the people.
I miss the era of blogs.
No, really, so much. Longer texts. Written by people, showing as much about their personalities and lives as about their interests. Having actual conversations in the comments, instead of leaving likes.
I will never stop wondering how my houseplant blogging buddies from way back when are doing. One by one we all faded away...
And so I keep coming back to my activity pages, my brain gets its little dose of happy chemical because There's Something, and then it's just deeply unsatisfying because it's just a like, not a comment. And I come back three minutes later because What If Now?
And really that is not what I set out to write. I was going to write about missing being a Person Who Writes, both someone who writes clever plant things, and someone who writes stories. About driving along the river, and the pretty views tugging at my brain with impatient little fingers, "we want to be in a story!" Little forest sprites peeking from the trees, majestic ships on the water, dragons soaring overhead, long-forgotten snatches of song floating to the surface and bubbling over my lips... and the deep sadness of knowing I no longer know how to do anything with these things.
