“Stuff Being Thrown at My Head,” a photo series by Latvian photographer Kaija Straumanis
I was expecting these photos to have some sort of deep meaning
Then I scrolled down and they’re just called stuff being thrown at my head
“FOR ART!”
Gimme love
Gimme dreams
Gimme a good self-esteem~~!
Don’t wanna feel bLUUUUUuue anYMOoooore~~
Coyote finds old dog toy, acts like a puppy
A photographer spotted a coyote as it trotted into her yard and explored a toy left in the snow. What she managed to capture on camera is the beauty of play.
if artistic people are forced to take years of math and science then why don’t sciencey people have to take art and music classes
someone found a real life plot hole
boom bitch
And if you’re “bad” at art and music, then “it’s okay, not everyone has an aptitude for those kinds of things” but if you’re bad at math and science, then “you’re not smart/you’re not trying hard enough”
Because art and music are more expressive and subjective thus more difficult to grade. You could mechanize and flatten the arts to make results testable but that would produce a very bleak art world.
In math and science, at least at the grade school level, usually there’s a right or wrong answer. Now how you arrive at said answer allows for more creativity, but you can pretty easily judge with certainty if the answer is right or wrong.
Because art is so subjective (see Dada) you would have to develop a schema of what is right or wrong in order to grade it on a level that would make it a comparable class to the usual core classes. To require all students to take as many arts classes as math and science, you would have to objectify art.
Also I’m not sure what schools you were in because every school I’ve attended (including two high schools) required EVERYONE to take at least two arts classes.
(Source: onvavoiir)
No one here seems interested in the grimy parts of mental health. Everyone wants to talk about mental illness as quiet introverts drinking tea and nervously stuttering over words. No one ever talks about symptoms like paranoia or hallucinations or hypersexuality or compulsions or homelessness or drug addiction or delusions or psychosis or violent urges. Every time a clearly mentally ill person commits a crime, and someone says, “Hey, maybe this is a sign that we need to improve mental health awareness in this country,” everyone goes to screaming: “This isn’t about mental illness! Mentally ill people aren’t violent!”
But yes, sometimes mentally ill people are violent. Sometimes we are bad people. And even those mentally ill people are in need of advocacy, maybe even more so.
When you post “Protect people with mental illnesses at all costs,” do you mean all of us, or just the cute ones?
I get sick of tumblr’s version of self care, which 90% of the time threads into this beautifully: go pet a fuzzy cute animal! pile up your favorite blankets from childhood and watch disney movies! take a nap! play a game from this list of cute soothings games!
More realistically: go take a shower because it’s been three days. Wash the dishes that have been in the sink since last Friday that you can smell as soon as you open your door because rotting food stinks. Pick all your clothes off the floor because that’s where your entire wardrobe is and you’ve already cried today because you tripped over a sweater and realized the cat puked on it. Call someone who can give you enough courage to pay that bill you’ve been ignoring. Put away the crackers because that’s all you’ve eaten for two days straight. Apologize to the friends who are worried sick about you, and if you can’t at least let them know you are ok and need space.
One of the most empowering types of self-care is responsibility, but tumblr just wants to sit in a closet strung with fairy lights and read their favorite fic.
“Cute” self-care for “cute” mental issues. That’s not reality.
(Source: myboyfriendpetebuttigieg)
He truly was….. the Coolest Guy
you’ll see animation like this once a year
Scenes and animations like this made me love Naruto
Kakashi is forever babe.
the worst thing about zodiac posts is even if you tell yourself you don’t care it’s basically impossible to avoid scrolling to check what fruit tree your sign is