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my name is megan. art stuff, writing stuff, and not enough warren zevon.
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soycrates:

"Now buy a house!" (smbc-comics)

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style4style:

Finale // Oscar de la Renta // Spring 2015 RTW

style4style:

Finale // Oscar de la Renta // Spring 2015 RTW

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sfilate:

Detail at Oscar de la Renta S/S 2015

sfilate:

Detail at Oscar de la Renta S/S 2015

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likeafieldmouse:

Edward Hopper

1. Morning Sun (1952)

2. Interior (Woman Reading) (1925)

3. Automat (1927)

4. Intermission (1963)

5. City Sunlight (1954)

emerald-avenger:

tarteauxfraises:

kendrajbean:

In the mid-1930s, an Australian journalist visited Germany to report on the rise of fascism and interview Adolf Hitler. The atrocities she saw there, which included the public beating of Jews, forever changed the course of her young life. Nancy Wake, who died Sunday at age 98, would spend World War II fighting Nazism tooth and nail, saving thousands of Allied lives, winding up at the top of the Gestapo’s most-wanted list and ultimately receiving more decorations than any other servicewoman.
Wake made her way from Spain to Britain, where she convinced special agents to train her as a spy and guerilla operative. In April 1944 she parachuted into France to coordinate attacks on German troops and installations prior to the D-Day invasion, leading a band of 7,000 resistance fighters. In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. But her fierceness alone may have won her enough respect: During the violent months preceding the liberation of Paris, Wake killed a German guard with a single karate chop to the neck, executed a women who had been spying for the Germans, shot her way out of roadblocks and biked 70 hours through perilous Nazi checkpoints to deliver radio codes for the Allies. (via)



I’m going to keep talking about this until you all buy her god damn biography. Because I don’t think you guys understand.
She was NUMBER ONE on the Gestapo’s most wanted list during the war.  There was a 5 MILLION FRANC prize on her head.
They called her the White Mouse because of her skill for escaping certain death. 
She was parachuting into a camp once and got tangled in a tree. A French soldier saw her flailing around and said, “I hope that all the trees in France bear such beautiful fruit this year.” She answered only, “Don’t give me that French shit.”
She would smuggle messages, food, and supplies in a supply truck and when she passed German posts she’d wink at the soldiers and say, “Do you want to search me?” They never did.
She found out at one point that her men had been hiding a female German spy, protecting her. The rule was to kill them, but the men didn’t have the heart. But Nancy Wake did. And she never regretted it.
When she killed a man with her bare hands, it was an SS sentry who’d spotted her and she killed him to prevent him from raising the alarm during the raid. She would later say of it, “They’d taught us this judo-chop stuff with the flat of the hand at SOE, and I practiced away at it. But this was the only time I used it - whack - and it killed him all right. I was really surprised.”
She died in 2011, 3 weeks before her 99th birthday.
If you don’t think Nancy Wake deserves a movie and a TV show and all the damn recognition in the world, you’re wrong. 

emerald-avenger:

tarteauxfraises:

kendrajbean:

In the mid-1930s, an Australian journalist visited Germany to report on the rise of fascism and interview Adolf Hitler. The atrocities she saw there, which included the public beating of Jews, forever changed the course of her young life. Nancy Wake, who died Sunday at age 98, would spend World War II fighting Nazism tooth and nail, saving thousands of Allied lives, winding up at the top of the Gestapo’s most-wanted list and ultimately receiving more decorations than any other servicewoman.

Wake made her way from Spain to Britain, where she convinced special agents to train her as a spy and guerilla operative. In April 1944 she parachuted into France to coordinate attacks on German troops and installations prior to the D-Day invasion, leading a band of 7,000 resistance fighters. In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. But her fierceness alone may have won her enough respect: During the violent months preceding the liberation of Paris, Wake killed a German guard with a single karate chop to the neck, executed a women who had been spying for the Germans, shot her way out of roadblocks and biked 70 hours through perilous Nazi checkpoints to deliver radio codes for the Allies. (via)

I’m going to keep talking about this until you all buy her god damn biography. Because I don’t think you guys understand.

She was NUMBER ONE on the Gestapo’s most wanted list during the war.  There was a 5 MILLION FRANC prize on her head.

They called her the White Mouse because of her skill for escaping certain death. 

She was parachuting into a camp once and got tangled in a tree. A French soldier saw her flailing around and said, “I hope that all the trees in France bear such beautiful fruit this year.” She answered only, “Don’t give me that French shit.”

She would smuggle messages, food, and supplies in a supply truck and when she passed German posts she’d wink at the soldiers and say, “Do you want to search me?” They never did.

She found out at one point that her men had been hiding a female German spy, protecting her. The rule was to kill them, but the men didn’t have the heart. But Nancy Wake did. And she never regretted it.

When she killed a man with her bare hands, it was an SS sentry who’d spotted her and she killed him to prevent him from raising the alarm during the raid. She would later say of it, “They’d taught us this judo-chop stuff with the flat of the hand at SOE, and I practiced away at it. But this was the only time I used it - whack - and it killed him all right. I was really surprised.”

She died in 2011, 3 weeks before her 99th birthday.

If you don’t think Nancy Wake deserves a movie and a TV show and all the damn recognition in the world, you’re wrong. 

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ryan-andrews-comics:

You can now get my book and other such things through my brand new shop!

http://ryanandrews.storenvy.com/

You can even pick up a commissioned piece!

Indian Spices

indian-food:

Jeera/Zeera/Cumin seeds and it’s powder

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Dhaniya/Coriander seeds and it’s powder

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Dried whole red chillies and it’s powder

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Whole garam masala

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Garam Masalaimage

Cinnamon/daalchini and it’s powder

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Green cardamom/choti or hari elaichi (on left) & black cardamom/badi elaichi. (on right)

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Methi daana/methe/fenugreek seeds

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Dried nutmeg/jaiphal and it’s powder

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Bay leaves/tej pattaimage

Clove/laung

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Mace/javitri

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Dried methi leaves/kasoori methi

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alisfranklin:

Pathologic (Мор.Утопия), 2014 remake

It is really, really hard for me to overstate how jazzed I am this game is getting a Kickstarted remake. The original came out in 2005, and was plagued with bad mechanics, an ancient engine, and an indecipherable translation. The game itself is also just straight-up hard, so the added baggage didn’t help. It kinda tanked (in English-speaking countries, it did okay in Russia), but it’s had a cult following ever since.

Beneath its flaws, Pathologic has an amazing concept; a Russian steppe town plagued by, er, a plague. Plus the attendant deprivation, poverty, roaming semi-human monsters, fleshy hive-building thing, guys with weird bird masks, and giant abstract building sticking up out of the ground. You play one of three (or all of three, if you’re a masochist) protagonists sent to investigate all this, and—if you’re lucky—might even survive long enough to do something about it.

Emphasis on the “might”.

I played a little of the original way back when, and it is a very unique experience. Creepy, surreal, brutal, and very, very Russian. It’s not going to be a game that appeals to everyone, but it’s definitely a game that appeals.

(Also the new concept art? Kinda a bit in love with it, hey…)

pencaly:

Concept art for the game Turgor, aka The Void

Created by Ice-Pick Lodge

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cross-connect:

Paul Louise-Julie is a French-American painter and sculptor working exclusively in paper, cardboard and acrylic. Using both traditional and modern techniques, he gives his pieces a gestural and naturalistic effect. Paul places pieces of cardboard and paper in the same geometric harmony characteristic of West African sculpture as well as its hieratic scale. Also, he is strongly influences by European masters such as Klimt, Monet, Rodin, and Eric Joisel. The artist is best known for his 3D paintings. He produces these by placing pieces of paper sculpture onto a canvas, and then adds color and lighting with acrylic paint, thus creating a sense of depth that seamlessly bridges painted illusion with dimensional reality via

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fishingboatproceeds:

Seriously. Welcome to Happily Ever After, Rosaline.
You live in a united and prosperous Verona. And you don’t have to hang out with people who get married within hours of meeting.
You won the freaking Shakespeare tragedy lottery.
p.s. I hear that Paris guy ain’t half bad. Oh, he’s dead, too? YEAH MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS THEN.

fishingboatproceeds:

Seriously. Welcome to Happily Ever After, Rosaline.

You live in a united and prosperous Verona. And you don’t have to hang out with people who get married within hours of meeting.

You won the freaking Shakespeare tragedy lottery.

p.s. I hear that Paris guy ain’t half bad. Oh, he’s dead, too? YEAH MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS THEN.

(Source: nononono-yeah, via amazinglybad)

congenitalprogramming:

dedenne:

ultrafacts:

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which is even funnier because she’s the reason lesbians are called lesbians. she was know as sappho of lesbos and her poems were all about her love for women

no im totally not a lesbo my super actual husband is dick allcocks from man island i’m megahet

congenitalprogramming:

dedenne:

ultrafacts:

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which is even funnier because she’s the reason lesbians are called lesbians. she was know as sappho of lesbos and her poems were all about her love for women

no im totally not a lesbo my super actual husband is dick allcocks from man island i’m megahet

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neweverymorningmusic:

we released our album, on june 4th! it’s called three years and it is available for purchase from our website. 

http://deadwoodfloats.com/

you can also stream it on spotify and soundcloud

so this is the title track, first song, “three years”. this one was written by adam. 

so we huddle ‘round the kitchen 
triy to keep the winter out 
but the snow that hits the window 
seems to creep inside the house 
our friends were here three weeks ago 
three weeks seems like a life 
three weeks weighs on your mind 
on your mind 

please listen and share if you like. i’m going to keep posting these songs over the next few weeks. 

read a review of our album here.