Les Rendez-vous d’Anna (Chantal Akerman | 1978)
Gudrun von Leitner - Untitled, 1970
Rug #69
This post is for my fat ladies who aren’t the acceptable fatness for ladies
You know, the ones with the big chest or big asses, who have baby birthing hips( bonus if you have both!) the ones who have a tummy, but not too big!
This one is for my ladies who have narrow hips and no ass, who have small breast . Whose weight is all in their stomachs and are self conscious because of it
This is for my ladies who don’t know how to do their make up at all
Who don’t have a slender face, who have double chins or are teased because they have “no neck”
Who have double bellies, whose bellies aren’t perfectly round or smooth
Who have extra body hair
Who aren’t comfortable with their bodies
Who aren’t white or very light skinned so they are pretty much ignored
Who can’t afford wonderful camera equipment
Who don’t have fashionable clothes and can’t do ootd post
Who aren’t comfortable taking tons of pictures
I see you, and you’re beautiful never forget it.
A contribution
In the woods (pixel version)
everybody’s tryin’ to make a space for themselves, y a kno?
i made this comic for sad magazine’s trash issue, which came out this month.. it’s about all the other things you can do with trash besides throwing it away.
Japanese star map. Tenmon Bun’ya no zu he (1677)
forest cryptid in its natural habitat
if you see this, even if we never talk, PayPal me $600
reblog with a video game that feels like home.
you know what’s so fucking hot… being able to have open healthy communication and feeling understood, validated and appreciated. ughhhh fuck yeah
“In 1986 Grandma was worried I wasn’t settling down. So I told her I was having a relationship—with a woman. “I am settling down, in my own way.” And the sunlight settled on the dust on the mantlepiece and the cat settled in Grandma’s lap and Grandma said there were two nurses boarding in her mother’s house in Yorkshire in 1916. And Grandma said she was in love with one of them. 70 years later, she still remembered waiting at the bottom of the boarding-house stairs to blush and smile hello at the funny, dark-eyed nurse she loved. Love between women? Unforgettable.”
— Eleni Prineas, in Finding the Lesbians: Personal Accounts from Around the World (via oikabooks)