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bucketofplans:

put flowers in @hipsterjeff’s beard today

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godosaurus:

Can we start playing this?

NO!

(Source: halliebadger)

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timetranscends:

Cindy Sherman, Untitled Film Stills, 1977-1980.

In the Untitled Film Stills there are no Cleopatras, no ladies on trains, no women of a certain age. There are, of course, no men. The sixty-nine solitary heroines map a particular constellation of fictional femininity that took hold in postwar America—the period of Sherman’s youth, and the ground-zero of our contemporary mythology. In finding a form for her own sensibility, Sherman touched a sensitive nerve in the culture at large. 

Although most of the characters are invented, we sense right away that we already know them. That twinge of instant recognition is what makes the series tick, and it arises from Cindy Sherman’s uncanny poise. There is no wink at the viewer, no open irony, no camp. As Warhol said, “She’s good enough to be a real actress.” 

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Emily asked me if as a child I had one of these balls with the tails, and I was like, no, I’m pretty sure they are pet toys.  So I googled it, and they are.  Emily’s parents bought her pet toys and she played with them.

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Global Comment: A Study in Pink: Sherlock and Steven Moffat’s Woman Problem

Sherlock is, in a way, ideally suited to Moffat’s personality and writing abilities. The creator doesn’t seem to understand women, has trouble crafting female characters, and is utterly baffled when audiences express unease or discomfort with the depiction of women in his work. Doyle’s classic, even updated, is very much a man’s world, revolving around the central relationship of Holmes and Watson. Other people may come and go from the story, but they’re the leads.

(Source: se-smith)