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Knitted bird sculptures/taxidermies by Louise Weaver. 

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Tidying Up Art by Ursus Wehrli

Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.

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look ma i’m an artist

look ma i’m an artist

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Mat Pringle, ‘The Giant Blue Bear on Haight’

2headedsnake:

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Mat Pringle, ‘The Giant Blue Bear on Haight’

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clingy:

sloppy:

degrades:

thirdw0rld:

“To mother’s horror, we did this again and again.” 
swear to jc lol 

“it is a dizzying crowd of people; buy they are all smiling kindly at me, and they all bow so respectfully. I ought I be glad of such attention and not overwhelmed by it, I know.”

“He insists, Now. 
She resists, “Later”
He, Promise?
She, “Cross my heart” 

“So, you heard the song?” My body filled with a queasy embarrassment. “I was mad.”
k

“The atmosphere was heavy with hostility, like smoke in an airless room, and for awhile I assumed it was all focused on me - which most of it was when I made my initial appearance, but the focus dissolved very quickly.”
Well, it really hasn’t been that dramatic, but I’ll take it.

“OH ! undoubtedly it is wise and proper to be moved by the Bible, but modern reality has got such a hold on us that, even when we attempt to reconstruct the ancient days in our thoughts abstractly, the minor events of our lives tear us away from our meditations, and our own adventures thrust us back into our personal sensations—joy, boredom, suffering, anger, or a smile….”

dumpdumpinthegut:

clingy:

sloppy:

degrades:

thirdw0rld:

“To mother’s horror, we did this again and again.” 

swear to jc lol 

“it is a dizzying crowd of people; buy they are all smiling kindly at me, and they all bow so respectfully. I ought I be glad of such attention and not overwhelmed by it, I know.”

“He insists, Now. 

She resists, “Later”

He, Promise?

She, “Cross my heart” 

“So, you heard the song?” My body filled with a queasy embarrassment. “I was mad.”

k

“The atmosphere was heavy with hostility, like smoke in an airless room, and for awhile I assumed it was all focused on me - which most of it was when I made my initial appearance, but the focus dissolved very quickly.”

Well, it really hasn’t been that dramatic, but I’ll take it.

“OH ! undoubtedly it is wise and proper to be moved by the Bible, but modern reality has got such a hold on us that, even when we attempt to reconstruct the ancient days in our thoughts abstractly, the minor events of our lives tear us away from our meditations, and our own adventures thrust us back into our personal sensations—joy, boredom, suffering, anger, or a smile….”