Claude Monet (1840–1926), The Windmill, Amsterdam, 1874, oil on canvas, Museum of Fine Arts, Houston
Claude Monet (1840–1926), The Windmill, Amsterdam, 1874, oil on canvas, Museum of Fine Arts, Houston
Vintage women being badass. You’re welcome.
Don’t fool yourself into thinking ladies were demure and silent in the past.
I would like more female characters being this open
@jonandsansa !!!!@stillnessinthemovei wonder if there will ever be a day where i can ask myself “who am i?” without then immediately wondering if i can condemn this man to slavery. pretend i do not feel his agony. this innocent who bears my face, who goes to judgement in my place
This was in a book I got today and it’s honestly how I feel
@stillnessinthemoveart history is so exciting to me bc!!! it just makes so much sense! like I’ll read something about why certain cities or giant structures looked a certain way and I get excited because it makes sense and it’s art and those were real people!! i don’t know how to explain what I’m thinking but I’m excited
@stillnessinthemoveWinter wardrobe: the same black pair of jeans with a different sweater each day
Rising sea levels are displacing Indigenous Alaskans
“You can’t adapt, you just have to get out of the way.”
Alaskan Native villages are threatened by rising sea levels and coastal erosion.
these are colorblind glasses. im about to take a walk around the neighborhood and experience colors like normal people. wish me luck, updates to come.
the trees. holy shit the trees. theyre different colors. like, a million different colors
grass….. it looks so soft… so green…
after laying in the grass for about an hour staring at the autumn leaves and laughing at how blue the sky is, i have some insight to share:
why the fuck do you people buy red cars like i had no idea how bright and obnoxious they looked
there are BERRIES on the trees. like bright red. id never noticed them because they blended in. a new problem has arisen now: how the fuck do you people keep yourselves from trying to eat them they’re so tempting looking
the fallen leaves are so beautiful and colorful and you all are heathens for stepping on them just to hear the crunchy sound they make
rainbows. let me tell you about rainbows. i see rainbows as various shades of brown and yellow, plus some blue. vaguely purple.
a few days ago, i saw a rainbow in these glasses. it had just finished raining and then the sun came out, and my friend and i scrambled out the door.
i saw green. red. orange. real, actual violet.
i cried. i cried so hard. i saw every color - something i never thought would happen in my life. imagine living your life without knowing something so beautiful exists, and all of a sudden it appears before your eyes. theres no way to prepare for it. the rainbow only lasted for five minutes before it disappeared, but every with second i stood there i became more amazed at how beautiful this world actually is, i just had no idea.
This is so pure
@stillnessinthemoveturning impressionism into hyperrealism
