When I can’t sleep I put on old radio. I highly recommend old radio comedies: http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio4extra/programmes/genres/comedy/player/episodes or the Jack Benny shows at https://archive.org/details/JackBenny1 (start around 1942)
It’s very rare for me to be awake at the end of the programme, even if I enjoy it. Somewhere in there, I’m asleep.
The amazing David Sedaris after Friday’s reading.
all hail…
Wow. I had no idea what he looked like. So different from my imagination.
Apparently neil-gaiman is up to answer anything right now. Someone go ask him about Johnlock. Just be like “Oh hai Neil so like..Johnlock?”
Speaking of that….I cannot begin to describe how often I think about Destiel v. Johnlock and the possibility of canon.
And if SPN does it, will I be embarrassed that my ship from the fuckin UK couldn’t sail as high as one from America?
Why am I so chatty today? Pffft.
Why is everyone hating Disney Animation now?
Sometimes shipping Johnlock is so fuckin exhausting.
That moment when you’re like ‘Shit. Should I just get on my laptop again or really try to commit to this sleep thing?’
[5] Favorite TV Shows: [1/5] 30 Rock
"Now ‘The Rural Juror’ is a true story of Roy Jurner, who’s pure furor ensures a terrible murder."
Contemporary Art Week!
Series: Self-Evident Truths
These paintings represent a modern study in dichotomy and perception from a historical context using portraiture as the interpretive engine.
I often use the image of the black woman in unaccustomed/atypical context; derived to create a visual tension between historical fact, misinformation and myth. The viewer is lured into the possible narrative of the depicted figure by her beauty, strength and grace; however immediately enters an intellectual menagerie where they are confounded by the disconnected visual clues. Is she slave or slaveholder? Is she captive or free, is she servant or served? Is she factual or fictional in a historical context? All of these questions and more provide basis for the individual viewers journey of allegorical interpretation.
The images are imbued with cultural and ethnic symbolism that provides insight into the historical context of the painting. Yet, the icons, combined with my personal visual vocabulary, may remain unseen or misread by the “unknowing” eye; the eye that never learned the historic bases for all the possibilities in the lives of these women. In a society that often make instant cultural judgements based on visual cues that are often stereotypical, but not always, I feel offering ethnic imagery that defies common visual library of the modern citizen may challenge each individuals biases and foregone conclusions of their own notions of what race represents in history and therefore in humanity.
The images beg the question: Is “Truth” self-evident? Who’s “Truth”? How does knowledge, experience and perception of one’s “self” determine what is evident? If the view of oneself is skewed is it possible to see another clearly?
do you ever realize that there was a moment when your mom or dad put you down as a baby and never picked you up again
Wtf
this fucked me up
gay baby sherlock being an adorable boyfriend who texts little hearts to his john even when they’re next to each other (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
I tried
What if we wanna stay..?
I haven’t decided yet - do I want to steal Lester away and protect him from a world that obviously has something against him, or do I want more and more awful things to happen to him so I can see his terrified little face~
kiss in the rain
kiss part two
(this happens when you listen constantly to songs like this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-onQcF95pfs)
She believes she’s some type of hero. The Slayer.
