ancientart:
A Mixtec funerary mask from Grave No. 7, Monte Alban, Mexico.

Courtesy of & currently located at the Regional Museum of Oaxaca, Mexico. Photos taken by Anagoria via the Wiki Commons.

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my two favorite Spices

my two favorite Spices

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midcenturymodernfreak:
Sammy Davis Jr., Harry Belafonte & Sidney Poitier (Feb. 4, 1966) Outtake from their Life magazine cover | Photo: Philippe Halsman - Via

midcenturymodernfreak:

Sammy Davis Jr., Harry Belafonte & Sidney Poitier (Feb. 4, 1966) Outtake from their Life magazine cover | Photo: Philippe Halsman - Via

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Fairuza Balk in “Return to Oz”, 1985

Fairuza Balk in “Return to Oz”, 1985

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'Fresh Air' Remembers Poet And Memoirist Maya Angelou

nprchives:

A 1986 interview with Terry Gross.

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Arthur is such a dick sometimes.

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thedigitalhermit:

losangelesfromaniphone:

Jacaranda Trees in Bloom, Venice

This is the only way you can tell it’s spring in Los Angeles! I looked forward to their blossoms every year while I lived there. 

The jacaranda and poinciana tress are blooming in Southwest Florida too! Such a beautiful sight…wish it lasted longer.

thedigitalhermit:

losangelesfromaniphone:

Jacaranda Trees in Bloom, Venice

This is the only way you can tell it’s spring in Los Angeles! I looked forward to their blossoms every year while I lived there. 

The jacaranda and poinciana tress are blooming in Southwest Florida too! Such a beautiful sight…wish it lasted longer.

Le Blanc Seing by René Magritte (1965)

Le Blanc Seing by René Magritte (1965)

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ralflosthisboost:Being Wild: “The only signal coming from his wet brain was the same gentle hum, with no data, no meaning. He was full of questions but powerless to answer them. He looked at the February sun, low in the southern sky, and took off for the north. In time he felt hungry, but found no signals leading him toward food. He was on his own. He wanted to see Ellen, and to hug her. But he could not message her. He dug into his ancient memory for her whereabouts and came up empty.”
(From The Boost by Stephen Baker, 2014)

ralflosthisboost:
Being Wild: “The only signal coming from his wet brain was the same gentle hum, with no data, no meaning. He was full of questions but powerless to answer them. He looked at the February sun, low in the southern sky, and took off for the north. In time he felt hungry, but found no signals leading him toward food. He was on his own. He wanted to see Ellen, and to hug her. But he could not message her. He dug into his ancient memory for her whereabouts and came up empty.”

(From The Boost by Stephen Baker, 2014)

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