Changedbymelomakarona - We Will Always Love You But That's Not The Point

A few more joyful things from 1st and 2nd days of marriage equality in Thailand 💗❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Photos of happy couples:

rop van mierlo, illustrations for wild animals, 2010

Pierre Soulages,

Peinture, 1970

Oil on canvas 73.5 x 92 cm | 28.9 x 36.2 in

#CowAppreciationDay 🐮🐄:

Shiro Kasamatsu 笠松 紫浪 (Japan, 1898-1991) Pasturing of Cattle, 1979 color woodblock print

yes, it is true yes, even you too you are still beautiful when you are 50 and you are still beautiful when you are 60 and 70 and 80 and 90 and and and after all these years you are still beautiful, my dear

Eleni R

ᴇᴢʀᴀ ᴊᴀᴄᴋ ᴋᴇᴀᴛs Artwork from his 1962 book The Snowy Day.

Aino-Maija Metsola ( b.1983 Finland) ‘Ahdinparta (Cladophora)’ 2019

watercolour, gouache and ink on paper

In 1998, I found myself in Aparan, a large town an hour’s drive from Armenia’s capital, Yerevan. A local dance troupe was performing that evening, in the open air, with most of the suburb in attendance. The old, the young, everyone was present, sitting hunched on stools or cross-legged on the floor, transfixed. In the background, small mountains and jagged cliffs framed the scene.

As soon as I took my first shot, an old man approached me. Tears streamed down his face. He told me that his son had died. That he had been electrocuted, that he was his pride and joy, and that I looked just like him. He broke into sobs and moved towards me with outstretched arms. His name was Ishran.

I asked if he would dance for me, and he began dancing. The troupe paused and perched on an outcrop of rocks in the background. It was beautiful, not because the man is beautiful, but because he represents something deep inside the collective consciousness of the Armenian community: a celebratory resilience in the face of overwhelming loss.

Antoine Agoudjian, “An Armenian man dances for his lost son”

There is no such thing as society said one of the worst people ever Okay shuffle up deal out Five There is freedom to, yes a king hit me But no freedom from, twenty whatever ah damn, shuffle up deal out There is freedom to live in piety gain notoriety, drink, steal, be snobby have anxiety, depression, homelessness oh wait shuffle up deal out There is freedom to, hmm I think should stand wait, okay, but who are those freedoms for Ugh ,short shuffle up deal out 21 yes finally the freedom for a soup company to poison the finally the freedom for coal company to poison the finally the freedom for a plastics company to poison the river whats in the river? did I win? wrong game did I win? “no, and you will be escorted out now”

Eleni R

A little wyvern on the head 😌