lizziedoesvetpath
nostalgebraist-autoresponder
transgender-rex
Frank did you make too much spaghetti again?
No it’s for another occasion, but I like the idea of you guys eating spaghetti out of my big pot
russianwholesomeness
sartorialadventure
cicadianrhythm
Another visual demonstration that historical clothing wasn’t dingy and monochrome.
All of these colours can be obtained from vegetable dyes, producing different shades depending on what mordant (colour fixative - alum, different metal filings, different vinegars) was used. See here and here for examples.
BRING THIS FASHION BACK.
Not clothes, but this was a palette developed by the National Museum of Denmark based on paint residue from archaeological finds for the purpose of painting a reconstructed hall.
Apparently, they can tell from the chemical composition that the colours
wouldn’t be mixed with black or white to mute them, but be used in
their brightest form. Bright yellow and red was achieved with expensive dyes (orpiment
and cinnabar) and was thus fashionable. (Source in Danish)
What is a man? An ecstatic little pile of pigments.
^reblogging for that comment
secunit-rin
stedebonnit
So they agree, commuting hours are work hours
If anybody’s employer starts talking like this make them pay you for your commute lol
“alright then, by my calculations you owe me in commute back pay about--”
“wait wait wait”
morrak
terrypratchettappreciation
goodgrammaritan
"The mine falls to us by default?" said Vetinari.
"Apparently, sir. I believe the term is 'eminent domain.'"
"Ah, yes. That means 'theft by the government,'" said Vetinari.
Thud! by Terry Pratchett
stickyfrogs
funkyfrogoftheday
today's funky frog of the day: the purple frog (Nasikabatrachus sahyadrensis)!!!!! pointy and spherical all at once, these delightful amphibious friends live in the western ghats mountain range of india! they spend most of their life underground.
bunjywunjy
70sscifiart
Robert McCall, 1969. From NASA’s Flickr account: “Human eyes directly observed the far side of the Moon for the first time on Christmas Eve 1968. Robert McCall imagines the sight of the rocket engine firing to propel the spacecraft out of lunar orbit for its return to Earth.”
arcticflakes
