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The death and aftermath of Mitchius Caesarson
Part of an English II project
Warning pretty feking graphic
#very sad ow
#mitch had a chance
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"a joy these last few weeks has been rebuilding an old piano. its good to be with the hands again, creating with solid objects, practical, working, not this ethereal creative crap of my day to day. here is sound with elmers carpenter glue and particular screwdrivers and *parts* ordered from a special website (ips, go and feel the back of a scifi pulp glee of a boy in the fifties), parts that come special delivery, oh mailday bliss oh, and such beautiful names: backcheck, jack, flange, punchings, bushings, action felt. the action: the entire inside of the piano, the wriggly wood combo that connects key to string, times 88, is all called the action, the action. action felt, yes it is. and i repairing, regulating, soon to tune and voice as well, these small meticulous tasks tingle from fingertip to lip to slip deep within and counter the wild leaf blown world on the surface, where all is blown into a delirious and borderless leaving me reeling, groundless skyless heartless clueless. thank you these simple moving parts who ground me with their physical logic.
today while placing a screw small in a place smaller i saw my grandfather grin back at me from the within the row of hammer shanks that are the pillars of the piano actions architecture; there his face roaming the single alleys of doweled wood, his head floating through and smiling at my clumsy fingers, fingers supple to ease the art out of this instrument but nevertheless too fat when dealing with the small crevices between damper spoons and flanges. i think he gets it, i think he really does; that all this above the wood is whirl and curl and just so much wind...my heart may pound furiously in the midst, but all that passion and stress in the end is over air, timeshadows though an ever moving sunbeam gone so soon...rn reminded me after our understudy crisis in 'cabaret' that our profession, the theater, is so bizarre in its hyperbole; its a fucking play. its a fucking play, its a fucking song - - and then: its a fucking feeling, its a fucking heart. its not the ground beneath my feet, the wood and felt and brass and strings wound tight held together with screws too small and elmers carpenter glue too rich.
the actions that i perform are truth; they are what i do, and what i do is who i am. the action is the inside of the piano, its the diamond not the box. action, act; ive been acting, so strange; its causing me to lose my sense of truth. which is dangerous for an artist, where the subjective truth is the only objective ground one can count on; so much truer to me always has been "this song is right" than anything else true untrue. yesterday i was on the phone with a lady/wall trying to get a credit card charge reversed (the free trial for "entertainment rewards" coming back to haunt me. though i did get a free ticketmaster ticket out of it) and i decided to act kind of crazy. ive done that before. but if im acting crazy, im crazy. if im conscious of my actions, am i acting? is that all it is? is it only acting if its not true, or only not true if its acting? but now leaves blowing detour whirlwind are a bit much sometimes, there is something in my eyes, i cant see myself,
science math and physics, elmersglue, thats true, its true. so just hold on to that, and let the rest fall where it may. i think ive learned in my old age (the third decade has caused many changes in me, amongst them purchase of health insurance and a vacuum cleaner) to stop trying to force truth; if its there it will and if not it will not. on the surface just simple wood felt brass glue hold it together hold it hold it together. layers of three a red onion gossamer peel around my egg hard boiled.
my heart is only so much, under the action a subsurface secret truth that even i am not allowed to know."
Pointless - Dave Malloy, 21 February 2006
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cassettecute · 4 years
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Elmer’s GluColors
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markofrandom · 4 years
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robertforman · 4 years
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Selfie - Self Portrait Eight My new Yarn Painting 10 X 8 #SelfPortrait #yarnpainting #CuadroDeEstambre #theCooperunion #FiberArt #GringoRojo #Fulbright #FulbrightMexico #DwightMorrowHighschool #cottonpearl #ElmersGlue #DMCthreads #AmpersandClayboard #TextileArt #Hoboken #HobokenStrong #Spring (at Hoboken, New Jersey) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEPulCIgcbz/?igshid=e06f4wbw59l7
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A few paper sculptures from my art 1 students. I love this project as it gets them thinking about form, challenges their spacial thinking skills and gives them the chance to build something. They aren’t allowed to use tape only white glue and they aren’t limited to making something abstract. Many of them do, because of the access to geometric form templates. It amazes me every year to see what they create within these constraints. #artteacher #paper #sculpture #elmersglue #studentwork #art https://www.instagram.com/p/CFxxTPeD333/?igshid=1wt76cuf5duih
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4r0hat1ny · 4 years
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I was hoping to successfully press more flowers, specifically a #sunflower (swipe to 3rd slide). Sadly, it didn’t come out nicely after drying it for 30 seconds in the microwave. I was looking forward to sending a bookmark with that pressed sunflower to a friend. Oh well, there’s always next time. I decided making this one with the #pressedflowers I made a while back. #hydrangea #pressedflowerart #driedflowers #driedflowerart #preservedflowers @michaelsstores #paperpad #acetatepaper #scortape #doublesidedadhesive #doublesidedadhesivetape #elmersglue https://www.instagram.com/p/CFBrZOknvIJ/?igshid=p3hzkwxdxcfh
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officialbudflowers · 4 years
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Elmer’s Glue
Huntin’ wabbits.
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misforgotten2 · 4 years
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Parents Magazine   December 1953
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thriftrescue · 4 years
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Don’t you hate it when All they got is SKIM or WHOLE ??? cmon folks!
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growninhaiti · 4 years
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So... about that glue... doesn’t seem like that’s happening today. In Haiti, when you guesstimate something will only take you a day, plan for 5 🤦🏽‍♂️. ・・・ #growninhaiti #elmersglue #woodworking #delays #islandtime #haiti #ayiti #patience #tinyhouse #carpentry #woodglue https://www.instagram.com/p/B8M1vC4F_jP/?igshid=16bzsu0z1p9sm
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spookyspaceboi · 5 years
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The Elmer’s Bones Theory
Ok I have a theory about human biology
So, we all know we have bones inside of us. What do bones make? Glue, bones make glue. Therefore our bones are glue just as glue is bones. So, we have glue bones. They’re sticky and hold us together. That’s why we don’t collapse. Here’s the kicker, what else is made into glue? Horses. Horses are also made into glue. So using the mathematical theory of equality, our bones are glue and horses are glue, glue is bones and glue is horses, SO bones are also horses. Basically we’re made out of tiny horses inside of us. We all know that dogs lick us just to get the bones from inside of us, but since we have horses in us, dogs want horses. Dogs crave horses. If we feed dogs horses, they will become a form or absolute power. Here’s a PSA to never feed your dog horses.
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changoblanco · 4 years
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Time to glue the Christmas presents! #vintageadvertising #elmersglue #santashelper #christmas https://www.instagram.com/p/B6bCnn4Jlb9/?igshid=14o5ig1mp0wvp
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phantombreadproject · 5 years
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Elmer's Glue Fic
@phandomphightclub I always fufill my bets if I lose, no matter how cursed the results are. Also, I swear I can write better. (I had to stop multiple times while writing this to ask myself what the fuck I was writing.)
Anyway, onto the cursed content:
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It had been a week. Constantly checking his phone, waiting for the call. It hadn't come.
“What did I do wrong???” Butch Hartman yelled. His phandom hadn't called him back after he asked them out. They must hate him! The problem was he didn't know what he did wrong!
“I give them new content on my YouTube! Why am I not their absolute favorite person?” Butch sobbed, like a person who really wanted cheetos but when they came home, they were all out of cheetos. “How can I ever love someone again?!”
Footsteps. The quiet kind. The ones that give you comfort, and don't make you feel like you're going to be dragged away and forced to watch the horribly made ending of your favorite show that shall never be named. Strong arms wrapped around him. “I'm here for you.”
Butch, still sobbing, looked up. Butch Hartman was hugging him! Butch smiled sadly.
“If only I could find a guy like you,” He said, staring into Butch Hartman’s beautiful brown orbs. The other Butch Hartman's brown balls of sight lit up with an idea.
“How about you make another video! Those always cheer you up!”
Butch Hartman actually smiled. “You're so smart.”
He went over to his recording area, giving Butch Hartman a sign to stay out of the camera view until told to join him. He happily obliged.
“Hey hartfans! I have bad news. My phandom hates me! So how about I make another Danny Phantom video for more views! Today I'm here with Butch Hartman!”
Butch Hartman walked over, smiling and waving like the penguins in Penguins of Madagascar. They proceeded to make a crappy video, laughing at all their own bad jokes throughout it.
“And that's all for today! Remember: no swearing on my good Christian comment section where you should comment your favorite swear word! See you next time, hartfans!” They said, ending in synch. They looked at each other again. Butch Hartman was nervous.
“So, Butch. I think I like you.”
“I like me too!”
“Like, like like you.”
“Oh!”
It went against all his good Christian morals to be gay for himself, but he didn't care at the moment. At least someone liked him!
“I think I like you too.”
They then made out.
The End
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mytroubledart · 5 years
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I totally forgot to show the finished piece from the other day. It's a kinda nice final product, but I feel like it's missing something. #art #artistsoninstagram #artist #inkart #drphmartins #ink #canvas #selfexpression #rangerink #dylusions #liquitex #sumiink #abstractart #nailpolish #acrylicpainting #acrylicpouring #pourpainting #pour #glue #elmersglue #dailyart #artistsofinstagram (at Jersey City, New Jersey) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvffIceF6uo/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1n5536ldyrid3
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robertforman · 4 years
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I don’t know when I’ll be able to travel again but this 10 X 8 yarn painting is small enough to fit in my knapsack so I can show it to fellow yarn painters next time I'm in Mexico. It is titled “Spring 2020” #Spring #LondonPlaneTree #Covid #WalkInThePark #CentralPark #Manhatten #yarnpainting #CuadroDeEstambre #theCooperunion #FiberArt #GringoRojo #fulbright #FulbrightMexico #DwightMorrowHighschool #cottonpearl #ElmersGlue #DMCthreads #AmpersandClayboard #TextileArt #Hoboken (at Central Park, Manhatan, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDkl1dbgUhy/?igshid=1r8ongh444t0
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