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About: I spend most of my time on my norwegian but in front of the computer trying to be amazing at everything I do. I'm a nutcase of a perfectionist when it comes to my work, so I'm never 100% happy with anything. I love life, life just doesn't always love me back.

Me & Myself     

photojojo:

Don’t worry, we were drooling when we first saw it too. It’s a new print from Pop Chart Lab titled “A Visual Compendium of Cameras,” and it features 100 of the most important cameras in history.
This May Be The Coolest Camera Print There Is 
via Superbunneh

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photojojo:

Don’t worry, we were drooling when we first saw it too. It’s a new print from Pop Chart Lab titled “A Visual Compendium of Cameras,” and it features 100 of the most important cameras in history.

This May Be The Coolest Camera Print There Is

via Superbunneh

Want

lickdeeznutz:

staeller:

hazelmiste:

lunchtrae:

artsysauce:

totallytransparent:

Semi Transparent Eye (eye changes to colour of your blog)Made by Totally Transparent

OMG?/???///?/?

WHAT THE FUCK

If this works I’ll die

woah thats rly cool

HOLY SHIT

lickdeeznutz:

staeller:

hazelmiste:

lunchtrae:

artsysauce:

totallytransparent:

Semi Transparent Eye (eye changes to colour of your blog)
Made by Totally Transparent

OMG?/???///?/?

WHAT THE FUCK

If this works I’ll die

woah thats rly cool

HOLY SHIT

(via prakatumba)

aberrantbeauty:

Hermann Hirsch

aberrantbeauty:

Hermann Hirsch

textless:

Meet Cortez.  
Cortez the gnome is four inches tall and lives in a juniper tree in the west.  He loves his life in the wilderness, but it has been a long time since he last saw another gnome.  Could he be the only one?
Cortez is the subject of Cortez the Gnome, a new picture book by James Orndorf (inlandwest) and Amadee Ricketts (me!).  The book is 800 words long and illustrated with photos by both of us.  I’m ridiculously proud of it.  But technically a book isn’t a book until it’s published, and this one isn’t yet.
We don’t need money to finish the project.  It’s finished.  And we don’t need people to buy books.  They don’t exist yet.  We just need the right person to see Cortez, and give him a chance with a mainstream publisher.  And since the world is very small in some ways, though less so if you’re a gnome, I’m asking for your help getting him out there.
If you like Cortez, pass him along.  If you’d like to see more about him, visit cortezthegnome.com or check out his recipes on They Draw and Cook.  And thank you!

textless:

Meet Cortez

Cortez the gnome is four inches tall and lives in a juniper tree in the west.  He loves his life in the wilderness, but it has been a long time since he last saw another gnome.  Could he be the only one?

Cortez is the subject of Cortez the Gnome, a new picture book by James Orndorf (inlandwest) and Amadee Ricketts (me!).  The book is 800 words long and illustrated with photos by both of us.  I’m ridiculously proud of it.  But technically a book isn’t a book until it’s published, and this one isn’t yet.

We don’t need money to finish the project.  It’s finished.  And we don’t need people to buy books.  They don’t exist yet.  We just need the right person to see Cortez, and give him a chance with a mainstream publisher.  And since the world is very small in some ways, though less so if you’re a gnome, I’m asking for your help getting him out there.

If you like Cortez, pass him along.  If you’d like to see more about him, visit cortezthegnome.com or check out his recipes on They Draw and Cook.  And thank you!

(Source: textless)

iheartmyart:

Peacock Queen Art Print by Artgerm™  on Society6

Oooh

iheartmyart:

Peacock Queen Art Print by Artgerm™  on Society6

Oooh

escapekit:

 Minke Brand

Spanish design firm Atipo devel­oped the mate­ri­als you see below for Minke, a “a graphic ser­vices provider that brings together pro­duc­tion and research, in his workshop-laboratory, and online consulting.”

thefrogman:

That’s a psychological Lego fact. 

“The Smiling Dog”

“The Smiling Dog”

“Diddi Anne”

“Diddi Anne”

thedirect0r:

michiamocristina:

An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.  I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me  with a smile that lit up her entire being.  She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?” I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.  “Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked. She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…” “No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. “I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the  next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”  as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.  Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and  she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.  At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was  introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell  you what I know.” As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop  playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.  You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing  older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.  Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.  Have no regrets. The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those  with regrets.” She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.” She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died  peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s  never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it! These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS  OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

HOLY FUCKING WISDOM

thedirect0r:

michiamocristina:

An 87 Year Old College Student Named Rose

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know.
I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?”

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she gave me a giant squeeze.

“Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids…”

“No seriously,” I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

“I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!” she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.We became instant friends. Every day for the
next three months, we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this “time machine”
as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and
she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was
introduced and stepped up to the podium.

As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell
you what I know.”

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop
playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day.

You’ve got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!There is a huge difference between growing
older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old.

If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.
Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those
with regrets.”

She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died
peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s
never too late to be all you can possibly be .When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS
OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

HOLY FUCKING WISDOM

(via slowlydrifting)

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