scrapbook

for stuff notable [funny / cute / significant] enough to keep around, but i don't yet know where to put it all. scrapbook it is!

via pigmenting on tumblr, march 16 2019:

something i wish i had realized earlier: you can write poems on the same subject more than once. you can write, paint, draw the same thing over and over if you want to. you can spend your whole life making art about oranges. i think i always felt this pressure to get it right the first time like i couldn’t go back and use that inspiration again. but you can. you can go back and revisit it. you can pick up the conversation again and again if you have more to say.

comforting to hear, somehow

via alphacrone on tumblr, july 1 2023:

thinking about all the “small” art that’s ever existed. songs that were only ever sung in one village. stories written by children that got lost in the shuffle. personal paintings that didn’t survive the test of time. how they affected the lives of just a few, but still existed, still mattered to someone.

this is not a sad post!!!! this is a celebration!!!!! art is part of the human condition!!!!!!! we were born to create and share!!!!!!!!!!!

via batreaux on tumblr, june 17 2012:

if you’re ever lonely just lay down in the grass and a bug will find you

via ecosystem3 on tumblr, apr 16 2020:

so stoned just stared in the mirror at myself thinking “to someone else you are someone else” how crazy is it to be seen and understood and like, interacted with? and when you meet someone like you, and feel so good about no longer being alone in your mannerisms and beliefs, that person feels the same

this makes no sense

i love weed

via cafffine on tumblr, jan 23 2024:

woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.

via rthko on tumblr, apr 26 2023 (line break from me):

Public transportation is humbling, by which I don’t mean there’s anything lesser about it, but that it reminds you in the best possible way that you’re not the main character of the universe. Even in a world class public transportation system you’re occasionally going to encounter people begging, crying babies, people talking loudly or emoting, people wearing outfits you may consider weird, body odor, delays and inconveniences.
I’m not saying you need to put up with straight up harassment or anything like that, but you need to accept that the world exists outside of you. If your entire world is your workplace, your car and your nuclear family, that is going to impact your politics and your perspective. It’s no wonder so much of the US is designed to this exact end, and how so many suburban Americans who value comfort and convenience over all else are losing their damn minds. The US is an international embarrassment when it comes to transit, but even in sophisticated networks you still have to share a space with other human beings and you need to act like an adult about it.

via aleshakills on tumblr, apr 18 2024:

At some point in your life, you were taught that being slightly annoying is an unforgivable sin. Maybe it was by your parents or a teacher or a friend or a bully or an older sibling. But someone taught you that being slightly annoying is a crime punishable by death.

You must unlearn this.

You must accept that all people will be annoying at some point or another in their lives, maybe all of their lives, and that this is okay. It is okay for strangers on the bus, it is okay for children in the grocery store, it is okay for people on social media, and it is okay for you.

If you ever want to truly love your fellow humans, if you ever want to truly love yourself, you must have forgiveness for being annoying.

via wesley aptekar-cassels's website's stability note:

this website (everything residing on the domain "wesleyac.com", excluding subdomains) should be thought of as a jungle — attempts to link to it are at your own risk.
you may attempt to archive it, but should you wish to avoid sadness down the line, you should accept now in your heart that all archives will eventually succumb to the sands of time.

i do try to keep things on my site stable enough, make this a longer-lasting thing. but trying to quietly accept that fact about archives, in my heart
though, to balance out a bit, there's also "how websites die" by them. "Writing that warning was enough to satisfy my feeling of obligation, but I don’t think it’s right for everything." case by case for real

from yarn: remembering the way home by kyoko mori:

The folklore among knitters is that everything hand-made should have at least one mistake so an evil spirit would not become trapped in the maze of perfect stitches. A missed increase or decrease, a crooked seam, a place where the tension is uneven—the mistake is a crack left open to let in the light. The evil spirit I wanted to usher out of my knitting and my life was at once a spirit of laziness and of over achieving: that little voice in my head that whispered, I won’t even try this, because it doesn’t come naturally to me and I won’t be very good at it.

originally encountered the quote on tumblr, looked up the book digitally to confirm. makes me think about other things that can have mistakes in them. websites too...!

a really cool view once from the aurora camera (currently dismantled from the site as of sept 2024, maybe cos it was summer) of an astronomical association in pori, finland:

by spaceheadtr (twitter/tumblr/insta):

by clarice tudor: