catalogue your insanity

moving house… — 7:31 pm

Since I haven’t posted here for what seems to be an age, I thought I would create a new art blog (no reblogs this time) rather than try to resusciate this one.

You are all invited to ruinsofpergama

much love,

August

veneredirimmel SAID: Hi darling. It's so good to see you around.<3
— 1:27 pm

♥♥ I hope you’re well, sweetie. It’s been too long

If, in some cataclysm, all of scientific knowledge were to be destroyed, and only one sentence passed on to the next generation of creatures, what statement would contain the most information in the fewest words? I believe it is the atomic hypothesis that all things are made of atoms — little particles that move around in perpetual motion, attracting each other when they are a little distance apart, but repelling upon being squeezed into one another. In that one sentence, you will see, there is an enormous amount of information about the world, if just a little imagination and thinking are applied.

Richard Feynman, his answer to the one sentence to be passed on to the next generation.

(via Brain Pickings)

AESTHETICS » penguin essentials book covers

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“It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn’t feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.” - Neil Armstrong R.I.P

gwenbasil:

Man I ship these two. Like, real old fashioned shipping. Where I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY in the middle of the horrible power imbalance political circumstances and Henry’s inability to be fully human all the time, I just want to read the shortfic where for a moment they are at peace with their lives.

Particularly Katharine. KAAATHERINE. MY FOREVER GIRL.

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gingerhaze:

Second Chance - Dame

This is the song I referenced in my comic the other day. It looks like the album is on iTunes, I recommend it!

— 10:38 am 284 notes

$notheretoperch: Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light. “From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?” You want a form that will hold the river’s water So it glitters, miraculous as tears? First, smash the vial. First, swallow the shard. - from “Seven Penitential Psalms”, V. Penelope Pelizzon$

cl-productions:

♠ Sequel to my first photoset