This essay is kind of the second part of an essay on taste that can be read here:
also, the message made me think of this -
Rebloggin’ because this is good stuff.
reblogging this again because it really changed how I feel about my own art and how I view the art world
Someone should train birds to poop on cars that drive unnecessarily slow in the fast lane that refuse to pull over
I KIND OF JUST REALIZED THAT JESSIE FROM TEAM ROCKET FORMS A FUCKING R WITH HER HAIR AND BODY
WHY DID IT TAKE ME OVER 10 YEARS TO REALIZE THIS
can’t this show just be nothing but data training cats
whatever you’re expecting I promise it’s not what you’re expecting
this was exactly what I was expecting
There should be a show called “You’ll Never Find Out” where each week there’s a new story with a new set of characters and it always ends on a cliffhanger.
Well hello there satan
NO BUT THEN IN THE SEASON FINALE THEY HAVE LIKE 3 MINUTE SPOTS TO SHOW THE CONCLUSIONS FOR ALL THE STORIES
AND PLOT TWIST: All those unconnected stories? They connect like puzzle pieces in the end.
SOMEONE BACK THIS SHOW A REALITY
where my soul belongs
By John Pading and Daniel Shealey