My Aunts Toes Are So Yummy #wap #wineemoji #🍷

12th century church ruins at Aghowle, Co Wicklow

Whoah pretty colours

Figures at work in a winter landscape, an approaching storm beyond (1859) by Fredrik Marinus Kruseman (1816-1882)

thinking once more about when i sold patches on etsy and someone sent me a pic of their cat in a little denim vest wearing one of them.

✨♿Wheelchair Drawing Tutorial♿✨

aaand it's finished! An artist's guide to custom rigid frame wheelchairs! This is completely free to use, reference, and save. Reblogs are welcome but please do not repost without permission and credit. Have fun, lovelies!

power lines are crushed with the weight of four days of accumulated freezing rain in boucherville near montreal, canada, january 9, 1998

photo by robert laberge, via bbc archives

Life is a fight. Make sure you win.

Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore, “On Writing On Your Own Terms”

[Text ID: “I mean I’m writing to remember. I’m writing to remember. I’m writing to remember.

But also I’m writing to challenge memory. We’re back to the gaps, the places where language stops. Let me in.”]

“Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.”

— Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance

“You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you. People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money, or the social climber for status? When they’re really possessed by what they do, they’d rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their arts. Is helping others less valuable to you? Not worth your effort?”

— Marcus Aurelius, Meditations (5.1)