northeast sun

aquilegia barnebyi

Obsessed with the fact that, in a show that got away with a ton of gore, swearing, and innuendo for something rated tv-pg, they still managed to push the butt jokes to a point where someone had to step in and be like "ok that's too much ass"

Tardigrade

Probably reading too much into it but this video has always filled me with such indescribable longing. Like the climax of a sports movie where everyone else has turned away from our hero facing impossibly long odds except for the one die hard with his fists clenched whispering, “come on you son of a bitch, you can do it.” But “it” in this case is outrunning the toxic nightmare of urban sprawl. I want him to run so fast he breaks free from the things we’ve done to this world. I want him to clear the city limits and find the forests that don’t really exist anymore. To gambol and forage and rest in primeval bliss. I want him to make it.

Raven Wilkinson (1956)

We don’t hate the French revolution enough. We think we do, but we don’t. 

György Kepes. Lichtenberg figures, 1951

Michelle Paterok (Canadian, 1994), Transformer, 2025. Oil on linen on board, 14 × 11 in.

Very stoked on this little frog sculpt. Low-fire clay raku-fired in our microwave kiln.

Just a dandy boy 🌻