always on those yang's lady generals

Switching between these every day

prints: https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/mxmorgan/the-black-rabbit-of-inle/

‘Street in Algeria’ (detail) by Frederick Arthur Bridgman, c. 1882.

a girl and her watermelon piece

a really funny behavior was that although she was completely content to be observed by humans, she saw an ant on the counter and got visibly upset, which is understandable since an ant wants to eat a weak bug a lot more than humans do. I removed the ant to keep her from getting too stressed out. she was so mad about the ant and even though it makes sense i thought it was pretty funny since wasps can tell who humans are. she knew we were hanging out and that part was fine, but an ant is just too much!! eventually i put her and her fruit outside.

So much talent: musical animals through time.

oil on canvas 15x15 cm

>no problem

Do you ever walk alone

last night i did a drawing of a game state in hangman. i wasn’t playing hangman, i was just drawing a moment in the game, like a still life. my friend tried to guess a letter & i had to tell her, no, we’re not playing it, it’s just a drawing of hangman, you’re losing the distinction between reality & fiction

The Ottoman side of the story is usually told in one sentence, "the sultans banned printing," and the sentence is doing suspicious amounts of work. The standard account has Bayezid II prohibiting printing in Arabic characters in 1485 and Selim I renewing the ban in 1515 on pain of death. The inconvenient detail, which the historian Kathryn Schwartz laid out in 2017, is that no text of either edict survives, and the story traces back to the reports of European travellers. Which does not mean it is false; it means the favourite explanation for why the Islamic world "missed" printing rests on evidence that would not survive a code review. What is actually documented is that the first Ottoman Muslim press, İbrahim Müteferrika's in Istanbul, opened in 1727, and that the deeper resistance was professional and aesthetic rather than theological: an empire employing tens of thousands of calligraphers in a refined, thousand-year-old craft looked at Fano-quality output and saw, quite reasonably, a downgrade. They were the only people in this story with working quality assurance.

lmao

I think I should start bragging about my adopted son’s achievements when people around me start bragging about their kids. Ooooh your child can count to 10 in mandarin? Well, my child found 110 landmines! And he’s only 6 years old!