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mikedotfoster · 10 months
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there are people we come to love
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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“Traversing the dark? ‘Tis but a fairy tale.”
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live 'em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give 'em.
-Shel Silverstein
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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We split up on April Fool's Day. So I decided to let the joke run for a month. Every day I buy a can of pineapple with a sell-by date of May 1. May loves pineapple, and May 1 is my birthday. If May hasn't changed her mind by the time I've bought thirty cans, then our love will also expire.
-Wong Kar-Wai
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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ttrpg blorbos
we’re going onto year 2 of this game, playing as a group of peasants who discover magic. shenanigans continue ensuing.
there’s names and some extra character descriptions in the ALT text!
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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Charlotte, New Mexico, 1986. Albert Watson, b. 1942. Pigment print.
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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A collection of all the wizards I’ve drawn over the past year or so! Some of them used to have gray backgrounds, but now they’re all nice and colorful 🧙‍♂️✨
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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Lunar Boy WIP! Some environments at school. The kids are playing recorders and angklung, something I played in music class.
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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On the day the world is blown up, the playwright whose show opened the night before will be leafing past the news section of the Times to find his review--as he ascends through the stratosphere, oblivious.
-Arthur Miller
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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When we're all gone at last then there'll be nobody here but death and his days will be numbered too. He'll be out in the road there with nothing to do and nobody to do it to. He'll say: where did everybody go? And that's how it will be. What’s wrong with that?
-Cormac McCarthy
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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only yesterday ost cd
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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two paintings inspired by monterey, ca
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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A whole bunch of adorable veggie friends for you! Don’t worry about not being able to eat healthy anymore, my Grunlings aren’t actual food!
They are gentle spirits of nature and if someone is lucky enough to see or even befriend a Grunling, they can become incredibly supportive with gardening. ;) 🌱
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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study (new zealand)
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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We ate the sandwiches and drank the Chablis and watched the country out of the window. The grain was just beginning to ripen and the fields were full of poppies. The pastureland was green, and there were fine trees, and sometimes big rivers and chateaux off in the trees. At Tours we got off and bought another bottle of wine, and when we got back in the compartment the gentleman from Montana and his wife and his son, Hubert, were sitting comfortably. “Is there good swimming in Biarritz?” asked Hubert. “That boy’s just crazy till he can get in the water,” his mother said. “It’s pretty hard on youngsters travelling. “There’s good swimming,” I said. “But it’s dangerous when it’s rough.”
-Ernest Hemingway
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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"Usually, the seat beside me is empty, but then some girl had stormed over. Her friend was teasing her or something, and just as suddenly as the seat was empty, it was quickly filled...by her."
Part 1??
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mikedotfoster · 1 year
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Grundtvig’s church (Copenhagen)
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