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[ID: Boxed shaped clay sculpture of a Przewalski's horse. The horse's body is painted onto the box in the style of palaeolithic cave art, and the front half from the shoulders is realistic and three-dimensional, fully emerging at the end of the box. The horse is in a walking pose with the front left leg raised and the head tilted slightly sideways. Each photo shows a different angle. End ID]
Yeah, happy with this. Will be remaking it at some point, hopefully with less issues. I'll have to give it a coat of gloss as this clay is not hardy and needs protection.
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thoughts when you stick the foot out the blanket at 3am
(it is meant to fade out like that at the bottom, it’s a visual representation of me shutting myself up)
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Folake, an immigrant to Poland from Nigeria in a traditional Polish folk costume from Opoczno region
An excerpt from the Borders art project by Piotr Sikora and Piotr Bondarczyk
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So, I'm trans. And several years ago, I was at my great grandfather's funeral. 17, newly on T, barely out to anyone other than my close friends and family. And I'm standing there at the refreshment's table, surrounded by strangers and members of my family's church, when George walks up to me.
This man is ancient, bent like a finger and frail. Tufts of white hair surround his wrinkled face. Like always, he's wearing thick glasses, massive hearing aids, and his veteran's hat. George was my first introduction to the concept of war, when he told me as a child why he was missing two fingers on his hand. He's been a fixture at church since I can remember. I've only ever seen him at there or in uniform at parades, the rest of his time spent in a nursing home somewhere. He picks up a deviled egg and says, in his quiet voice,
"You know, before your grandfather died, he told me that now he had 3 grandsons."
I'm frozen in place. I don't know what to say to that, if I should say anything at all. This is not a conversation I expected to have, especially not with this man. But he continues.
"I didn't know what he meant! So he explained it to me."
And I can imagine it. My great grandfather, uninformed and opinionated but supportive, explaining to his friend the news he barely understood himself over after-service coffee and cookies. His eldest grandchild was now a boy.
"And, you know, I didn't know what to think."
Here, George looks me up and down. This 90-something year old war veteran, who knew me mostly as the little girl playing in the church kitchen with his wife, processing what my great grandfather had really meant. It feels like a long pause, even thought it probably passed in a second.
"But you look good. So, eh!"
And then he smiled, shrugged, and walked away without another word. If I was fine, if I was happier, then that's all that mattered.
George passed away this week, at the age of 99. This memory has been bouncing around in my head for a while, but I wasn't sure if or how I should share it. It was a conversation that meant very little, but also meant the world. It was scary, and funny, and the moment when I realized that sometimes the people you least expect will accept you. Sometimes, even if they don't fully understand, even if they barely know you, someone will choose to support you. And that will always matter.
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Eurovaalien ennakkoäänestys alkoi tänään. Eurovaaleissa on yleensä alhainen äänestysaktiivisuus joten yritän itse vaikuttaa asiaan jakamalla tietoa vaaleista.
Ennakkoäänestyksessä riittää kuvallinen henkilöllisyystodistus ja jopa ajokortti. Sinun pitää olla 18-vuotias ja Suomen kansalainen tai Euroopan Unionin kansalainen ja olet ilmoittautunut äänioikeurekisteriin viimeistään 21.3.2024.
Jos täytät 18-vuotta varsinaiseen vaalipäivään mennessä tai vaalipäivänä 9.6, sinulla on äänioikeus.
Jos et tiedä ketä äänestää, Ylellä on hyvä vaalikone.
Ehdokasnumeroita ei tarvitse muistaa, äänestyskopeissa on lista ehdokkaista nimineen ja numeroineen. Äänestyslappuun tulee vain ehdokkaan numero. Ei nimeä, ei sydämiä. Vain ehdokkaan numero. Jos kirjoitat väärän numeron tai ehdokkaan nimen tms niin pyydä vaalivirkailijalta uusi lappu. Vaalivirkailija pyytää sinua ensin repimään vanhan lapun ja sitten saat mukaasi uuden äänestyslapun koppiin.
Jos sinulla on kysyttävää vaaleista, niin askini on jälleen auki myös anonyymeille kysymyksille (Huom. Inhat viestit menee suoraan mappi Ö:hön).
Pls, äänestäkää. Natsit ja kapitalistit käyttävät äänioikeuttaan, joten käytä sinäkin.
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disney concept art: the most beautiful dynamic original thing i have ever seen
disney finished project: rubber same face minimalism regurgitated plots
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He loves getting raked by the back scratcher. He is my zen garden
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Despite what outsiders might think, not all Estonians and Finns are lowkey into BDSM. For us, hitting ourselves (and others) with birch tree brances while completely naked in an hot room is completely normal activity.
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