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linocut goodies

fruitbat, still life based on frank o’hara’s “having a coke with you,” panel remake from mob psycho 100, the onceler, and an ugly-cute fish!

my commissions are open (via paypal)! please message me for more details 😄

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i made an art blog!!!

mob psycho drawings from just under a year ago 😸

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1776 + men’s fashion

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What she says: im fine

What she means: the average age of conception over the past 250k years is apparently 26.9. Let's round it down to 25. Think of your birth mother at 25. Hold her hand. Imagine her holding hands with her mother. Within 4 people, you're back in time 100 years, and it's an intimate family dinner. Just after WWI. Add another 16 people, a small party of 20, and you're in the 1500s. Double it, twice, and you're at 80 people. Your family would fill a restaurant, and you're at the height of the Roman empire. At 100 people, Confucius is alive but Socrates has not yet been born. 100 people. That's a medium sized wedding. A small lecture theatre or concert. 200 people, probably the biggest party i could ever hope to host, takes you back 5000 years. The guests at your soirée of parents would be contemporaries of the Egyptian and Indus Valley civilisations, although you'd probably be too busy fixing drinks and nibbles to talk to all of them. Just imagine it. 200 of you. That's all it takes to get back 5,000 years.

And we could go further. 1,000 people, a decent sized concert, a large high school, and we're at the end of the last ice age. Your ancestors are comparing their pink floyd vinyl with music played on instruments carved from wood or bones of long vanished species. Wander through the crowd. See your own features and phrases and gestures refract out like a kaleidoscope. What would they make of you? What do you make of them? Why does it feel so unfair that even that first 100 years --that small family dinner of four--is out of your grasp? Maybe it's because questions of spatial distance have become negligible to us now. why, oh why, does time hold out against us so stubbornly

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Excerpt of Saint-Just’s Speech of 9 Thermidor + Jacques-Louis David Paintings

Happy Thermidor! I erred on the side of poetic with some of the translation, mostly for my own enjoyment, so make sure to take it all with a grain of salt! 

Painting names + text (with actual punctuation!) under the cut

Keep reading

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this has surely been posted on here several times BUT idc and i must share with you all anyway.

i present to you: richard loeb’s handwritten birthday card to nathan leopold in which he says “[i’m] proud to be your friend.”

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you guys heard of this movie called rope

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The autumn months of the french Republican Calendar !

Vendémiaire, the Month of Wine Harvests ; Brumaire, the Month of Mists ; Frimaire, the Month of Frost. If you’re a libra, Scorpio, or Sagittarius, you can check what a match for your birthday could be ! (The Calendar I’m making is perpetual, so I’ve taken liberties on matching the dates to those of our gregorian calendar, but depending on years and calculations the date correspondance would normally differ on a possible range of three days. The date range at the top of each page is the possible range of each month in the Gregorian calendar.)

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In his treatment of the Leopold-Loeb case, Rope (1948), Sir Alfred Hitchcock used his famous “ten-minute takes” and segued from one to the other with a “natural wipe” generally focusing on the back of one of the character’s suit jackets. Perhaps as a homage to the master, this film’s (Compulsion) directer, Richard Fleischer, uses a “natural wipe” focusing on the front of Bradford Dillman’s suit to end a scene.

Compulsion (1959) // Rope (1948)

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“The man himself is one of the most improper and incompetent that could have been selected — naturally dull and stupid — extremely illiterate — indecisive to a degree that would be incredible to one who did not know him — pusillanimous and of course hypocritical — has no opinion on any subject and will be always under the government of the worst men — pretends, as I am told, to some knowledge of military matters, but never commanded a platoon nor was ever fit to command one — “He served in the revolutionary War” — that is, he acted a short time as aide de camp to Lord Stirling who was regularly drunk from morning to morning — Monroe’s whole duty was to fill his lordship’s tankard and hear with indications of admiration his lordship’s long stories about himself — Such is Monroe’s military experience . . . As a lawyer, Monroe was far below mediocrity — He never rose to the honor of trying a cause of the value of an hundred pounds.” -Aaron Burr about James Monroe

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this story’s going somewhere…

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you KICK Dimple? you kick his body like the football? oh! oh! jail for Touichirou! jail for Touichirou for One Thousand Years!!!!

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compulsion (1957-58), broadway (2/?)

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compulsion (1957-58), broadway (1/?)

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based on this