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xochi media inc. & sony 1999

Polly Pocket Lion King Mini Pride Rock

Four Horses, details from a 17th century Persian manuscript.

she’s right

1$ flea market score. Tiny glass 1960s perfume bottles. I love them.

Something I find incredibly cool is that they’ve found neandertal bone tools made from polished rib bones, and they couldn’t figure out what they were for for the life of them. 

Until, of course, they showed it to a traditional leatherworker and she took one look at it and said “Oh yeah sure that’s a leather burnisher, you use it to close the pores of leather and work oil into the hide to make it waterproof. Mine looks just the same.” 

“Wait you’re still using the exact same fucking thing 50,000 years later???”

“Well, yeah. We’ve tried other things. Metal scratches up and damages the hide. Wood splinters and wears out. Bone lasts forever and gives the best polish. There are new, cheaper plastic ones, but they crack and break after a couple years. A bone polisher is nearly indestructible, and only gets better with age. The more you use a bone polisher the better it works.”

It’s just. 

50,000 years. 50,000. And over that huge arc of time, we’ve been quietly using the exact same thing, unchanged, because we simply haven’t found anything better to do the job. 

via @swatercolor [insta]

Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. But its so hard when the world i— shut up! Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future. Don't borrow grief from the future.

Here's a flower: 🌻

oke

Fossil horse paintings by Alexei Nikanorovich Komarov

TUESDAY AGAIN NO PROBLEM

Fantasia Italiana tableware, Gio Ponti, 1967

thinking about when i got heat exhaustion at the House on the Rock and the experience was so overwhelming that i had a panic attack and thought i was hearing ghosts and genuinely fully believed i was going to die

which sounds like an overreaction, unless you've ever been to house on the rock and then you probably understand exactly what i'm saying.

wild horses

my cool as fuck small animal

Thylacine - also known as the Tasmanian tiger, was a large carnivorous marsupial native to Tasmania, Australia, and New Guinea. Despite their intimidating appearance, they were a shy, nocturnal predator that hunted small prey, posing no real threat to humans or livestock. Thylacine mothers were probably highly protective of their young, much like many other marsupials. They carried their pups in pouches for several months, and even after weaning, they remained attentive to ensure their offspring could thrive in the wild.

The thylacine had a unique jaw structure that allowed it to open its mouth up to 80 degrees. This capability enabled it to take larger bites, making it easier to catch and consume prey. However their biteforce was quite low, their main preys were small mammals and birds.

Thylacines were ambush predators, hunting from cover and stalking prey over long distances. However, they weren't built for speed. An interesting and unusual trait was their ability to stand on their hind legs and even hop short distances, somewhat similar to kangaroos.

The thylacine's extinction was a tragedy that could have been avoided. The arrival of dingoes, habitat destruction, and bounty hunting wiped them out. The last known thylacine died in Hobart Zoo in 1936, neglected during a cold night, marking the sorrowful end of the species.

Maximilian Liebenwein

Pages from one of his war sketchbooks, 1917

More of his World War I sketchbooks can be found here.

rat king

stop all the downloadin

the worst part of "you'll understand when you're older" is that you really do understand when you're older

straigbt up "under it" and by "it" well lets jusr say, my blankeys

Crow Time - Statue 1

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It brings me joy! It validates my bird obsession!

[Holy crap there's a Part 2??]

[PART 3!!!!]

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the thing about being nonbinary is that you really do start to forget that other people have such strict walls around what is and isn’t allowed for genders. i thought we all agreed that we made that up. could you climb out of the cave real quick and feel the sunshine for a minute.

A field of tulips 🌷

NO ONE IS DOING IT LIKE DEGRASSI