I fucking love putting oil on wood so much is2g. The wood looks so happy, like it’s being fed. Like the first layer of oil always stays on top for a bit, like the dry wood is confused? Like wtf?? Am I being… moisturized??? And when you start adding the second layer it just sucks it all up in seconds like yes yes yes yes. So thirsty. Gimme all that good shit. And it gets all saturated and shiny and happy and you can practically see it breathing when all the pores open and then close up again once saturated. I love saturating things I’m really good at saturating things aha.
Anyway I have a fever and I’m supposed to be in bed rn but instead I’m feeding the floorboards on my balcony with pigmented oil and just look at that shit. Happy happy wood. Happy happy Foo.
I was formulating a post in my head about showrunners who write entire storylines calling their own target audience trash (I can name two off the top of my head) and while looking for the right word I got “lowly worms” and “scum of the earth” mixed up which resulted in the sentence “you guys are worms of the earth”. Which honestly when posted on Tumblr would read as a compliment. So this is what I’m posting instead I guess
No but the history behind this picture is really interesting
The reason that everyone always looked miserable in old photos wasn’t that they took too long to take. Once photography became widespread it took only seconds to take a picture.
It was because getting your photo taken was treated the same as getting your portrait painted. A very serious occasion meant so thst your descendants would know that ypu existed and what you looked like.
But one time some British dudes went to china to go on an anthropological expedition, and they met some rural Chinese farmers and decided to take their pictures. Now, these people weren’t exposed to the weird culture of the time around getting your photo taken, so this guy just flashed a big grin during the photo because he was told to strike a pose and that’s the pose he wanted to strike.
I think painted portraits and old photos give us the idea that in general people were just really unhappy because those are the visuals we have. This is so refreshing.
Hey, look; “Man Laughing Alone With Rice” is back on my dash.
always reblog Happy Rice Guy. once upon a time, he really enjoyed his lunch, and that’s beautiful.
Yall ever get into arguments with your own brain over the most pointless shit? Like, I know perfectly well what going on a bender means, but just now my brain was insisting that it means when you’ve got various food items about to expire in the fridge so you gather it up and inhale it all in one go. Like, bro, now you’re just making shit up. And the brain was like, well, that’s what it should mean and everyone else has just agreed to use the word incorrectly.
