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welldiggersdaughter:

Sanctuary. by alexstoddard on Flickr.

ok let’s look at this closely

it’s 6 in the morning

you carried a massive fishtank which no doubt costs like a hundred bucks into the woods 

then you either dragged a hose or used buckets (since there’s no way anyone can carry that much water) to fill that thing up 

then you set a timer on your camera (or asked a friend) and got in it and had to keep submerging yourself in cold water at 6 in the morning until you got a good shot where you weren’t a blur and you weren’t drowning

this photo is beautiful but what

That’s what you do for art.

Reblogging for the last comment.

merylstreeptease:

It’s amazing the impact this second-long video made in my life

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vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

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