Walking with Dogs, Cats, Flowers by Kyoung Hwan Kim
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Walking with Dogs, Cats, Flowers by Kyoung Hwan Kim

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Glacial Pools in Iceland by h0rdur
Laivi Põder (Estonian, contemporary)
https://www.instagram.com/p/Csa4dU2NW6Q/
Waterlilies (Study) - Lars Elling , 2022.
Norwegian, b.1966 -
Mixed media on canvas

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Pages from a scrapbook made around 1883 by Minnie C. Woodbury Goodwin
From the collection of Mandy (Paper of the Past), who posts all sorts of delicious scrapbooks and ephemera on Instagram and here
(Approx.) 4th Century BCE Good Boys
They're friends.
Gustave Caillebotte, The Floor Planers, 1875
All hail Gustave Caillebotte, the only Impressionist who bothered to say “You know what this art movement doesn’t have enough of? Shirtless rough trade, that’s what!” And then he became the change he wanted to see in the world, and I think that’s beautiful.
i saw this in a museum once and i gotta go off on this for a second– not only is it a gorgeous display of technical mastery over light, darkness, composition, form. it’s also a slap in the face to artistic conventions at the time. at the time, you could have nudes but they had to be heroic. they had to be virtuous. 1875, paris– art was supposed to be elevating. it was for the wealthy, it was to be uplifting, it was so everyone who commissioned the pictures could flex their classics education. okay?
so here’s the floor planers. they’re workmen. they’re workmen. they’re not some rent boy you dolled up with a helmet to be achilles or adonis. artists have been hornily painting working-class models (and sex-worker boyfriends) into their portraits forever, but you’re supposed to frame your appreciation for the male form as an intellectually irreproachable appreciation for the heroic body from literature, or, conversely you could depict the humble beauty of peasants, if you must, but it had to be a sort of ode to nature and the simple life. peasants could be art, as long as they were… out there, you know. in a field. being a metaphor. so there’s your options for looking at a shirtless guy: he’s got to be mythic.
but no. look, here, at the workmen. the floor planers. the workmen’s bodies not dressed up in sandals and helmet, in flowers, on a pedestal. the workmen not employed as some distant paean to an arcadian countryside, not stacking sheaves or holding a lamb or elevating the beauty of nature. they’re here, they’re urban, they’re in a room just like you might have. the workers of your world, in your home, in this reality. the male body as a very real, very nonfigurative tool, humble and employed, but still gorgeous. the beauty of the men that the patrician class pays not to see. the men who come into your mansion through the back door and work unseen and leave unseen. those men. there, right there, this painting, glowing and beautiful.
not adonis. but beautiful.
anyway at the time everyone fucking hated this picture because it’s a direct slap across the classist chops. they were BIG MAD, this was filthy, it was an affront. they hated it. the paris salon rejected it. established intellectuals didn’t want anything to do with this kind of confrontation. it wasn’t art.
i just love that.
like, look at those hot guys go. look at the shine on the floor and the way their arms are. no virtuous framing, no classic allusions. just some regular guys making the floors nice for a rich fucker who never laid eyes on them at all. but here they are: look at them.
they’re still beautiful.
Found this incredible street art whilst looking for brunch. Some beautiful handling of spraypaint and subtle translucent colour all at the hands of Shok-1, an artist I stumbled upon first in real life and then online. Fuckin love bones.
Japan by riki_s7_.

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chinese jewelry by 花裙珠宝
Wild boars ❤️🐽
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Since there's quite a lot of interest in Chinese-inspired cyberpunk and adjacent aesthetics, just wanted to share these neat "Chinese style meets the matrix"-esque looks from popular brand 大青龙肆/Da Qing Long Si.

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from Ursula K. Le Guin's short story The Fliers of Gy
Atrociraptors (prints)