Bogmop - Into The Soup

10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board

I did it again (my other edits here)

1. Godward’s A Fair Reflection (1915) and Waterhouse’s The Soul of the Rose (1908)

2. Frank Cadogan Cowper’s Damsel of the Lake (1924) kissing the lady in Auguste Toulmouche’s The Kiss (c.1870)

3. Waterhouse’s A Song of Springtime (1913) and Auguste Toulmouche’s Woman and Roses (1879)

4. Evelyn De Morgan’s Ariadne in Naxos (1877) with Waterhouse’s Sweet Summer (1912)

5. A woman from Charles Perugini’s Dolce Far Niente (1882) about to wake up Victor Gilbert’s Sleeping Beauty (date unknown)

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Józef Mehoffer (Polish,1869-1946)  

Pegaz wśród kwiatów (Pegasus among flowers), 1901

oil on canvas

2000’s Ashley Tisdale had no fucks to give about her clothing

Unnatural Landscape series by Palestinian artist Khaled Hourani, 2020

“I did a series of small works, a project called “Unnatural Landscape.” [...] It started as a project about the landscape and the wall, and how this construction, this ugly concrete, [...] tries to cut, separate, and destroy the scene. What kind of effects does this wall have on the landscape, especially from a distance? I can see, when close to the wall, what kind of damage and social side-effects the wall has between the farmer and his land, the family and their relatives, between a city and a village. But also, from a distant view, for the one who wants to hike only, the landscape has a different meaning. We live in a high area here in Ramallah; when you look toward the sea, you can see different layers of mountains, but there is no empty landscape without settlement, without the wall.” – Khaled Hourani in an interview with Lela Vujanić

encounters

Went to visit the pals at Heibo occupation in Germany, they been keeping the forest safe from a very hella ugly concrete mining operation. To make eviction difficult, and to spite gravity’s intentions for human kind, these folks live very high off the ground in treehouses they made themselves out of trash.

oil paintings on wood by Angela Lane (1974-)