OH MY GOD IT TOOK ME LIKE A FULL MINUTE AND LAUGHED SO HARD WHOOAAAAaaa
the one handing out the candy is Jonathan Taylor Thomas, the voice of Simba in The Lion King. His dad in the show is Tim Allen, the voice of Buzz Lightyear.
DC Bombshell Variant Covers by Ant Lucia
Grease is the word, is the word that you heard
It’s got a groove, it’s got a meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
TA Travels: Incredible India - Delhi++
Putting together this travel series has been a joy as I’ve relived many of the trip’s unbelievable moments while skimming through images, but, also a bit sad as I miss India almost as much as I miss the places that I consider home.
These photographs may not be picture perfect but they capture real life moments and important parts of history. In many of them you can see the thick air, looming with the strong scent of open air fires that burn throughout the country.
The colors are distinct; for me, the noises are still ingrained within the images and the joy of adventure is prevalent throughout each photograph. I hope this chaos and vibrancy that I had long mused of in my mental escapes remains long in my memory…or at least until I return.
Cheerful treading ~CRS
Each image is tagged with it’s location. Should you have any questions or musings you’d like to share, please reach out to me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Spanish graphic design studio Tata & Friends has illustrated ‘Rock Band Icons’, a series of posters which delineate the names of renowned bands using straightforward and literal graphics. A hot yellow background describes each canvas, with black lines marking the pictographic representations. Some motifs portray motion — like the two circumventing arrows wrapping around the image of a rock, indicating ‘The Rolling Stones’; others narrate the musician’s name with a stacked series of static graphics. Take a look at the collection of posters to see if you can name the band based on the pictograms, before you read the name.
Paint it on your mirrors,
on the back of your eyelids,
drown it in your stomach,
sing it in every word you say.
You are never too much.
Eat your food,
sleep eight hours,
walk like you love yourself.
You are enough.
Say it in your sleep,
mantras to carry you through your day.
There is never enough of you.
You are a thirst that is never quenched.
I crave you when you’re away.
I love every piece of you.
But I cannot make you love yourself.
did you know that bashing my music taste increases your chances of changing my opinion by 0%