texmarie

vine eleven

something something bushes did 9/11

back in the day medieval times was so big it covered all of europe. now its so small it fits in some restaurants

tbh shoutout to the over 40s on tumblr, sorry the internet acts like yall belong in the retirement home when ur literally just regular adults with hobbies

you eat me and i perfectly dodge all of your digestive enzymes and stomach acid and i sprint out your asshole fully intact

"you don't have to complete this drawing right now you can always come back to it later--" i have adhd and if i stop at any given point then this project will be dead to me, there will be no coming back to it later

everyone asking how they knew the eggs were hardboiled instead of just being cooked by the eruption: have you ever eaten several raw eggs

I was at the coffeeshop in the village and someone asked me how my llamas are doing, and a woman overheard and told me that when she was a kid, her parents used to have a couple of llamas in their sheep farm, and every single sheep in their flock imprinted on one of the two llamas. Each sheep chose the best most charismatic llama according to mysterious sheep criteria, and never wavered in their ovine loyalty. Each of the two llamas was worshiped by a small sub-flock of devoted sheep who followed him everywhere like Jesus’s apostles and only left their field for transhumance when led by “their” llama. The funniest thing is the way this woman overheard the word “llama” and immediately came to sit next to me to tell me this, like she had waited since childhood to share her bewilderment about the two religious congregations of sheep led by rival llama prophets in her family farm.

I’d have trouble keeping that in myself.

i love how 100k of us feel the same need to tell everyone that she felt

THIS is what art is about. I bitch about modern art a lot but the problem I have is that most of it (and I've worked in a museum and been an art student) is bullshitting. It is only sometimes you get shit like this, that is 0% bullshit and 100% raw screaming emotion that is demanding you LISTEN and FEEL and CONFRONT. This is art. This is what art is about. Are you mad? Are you horrified? Are you uncomfortable? GOOD.

The only thing in the art institute that reliably makes me sob is the collection of AIDS related art. The pile of candy in the corner piece specifically fucks me up.

Achilles wouldn’t have died if he was wearing OSHA approved work boots.