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“If you had to think of a word to describe the portraits of classical musicians and their instruments, what would it be? The one I thought of is: extremely boring. OK that’s two words. But really, when is the last time you saw an exciting photograph of a trombonist? [Let alone an awesome one!] Award-winning photographer (and cellist!) Nikolaj Lund has clearly identified the problem and solved it. His fun and often aggressive portraits take classical musicians out of the orchestra pit and off the stage and literally hurls them in the ocean, makes them tumble on the streets, and stagger through the desert. If I was a musician I would be calling this guy immediately (fyi, he’s based in Denmark). You can see much more of his [awesome] work on Flickr, and his website.”
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Finally, finally got to play again today, after two months of not having picked up my flute. Nice to know the ability to play can’t just disappear overnight. I’m not freaking out as much anymore about everything, it’s good to be able to put it aside for an hour or two and focus on just getting my fingers to move the right way. Anyways. Irrelevant.
A boy left his bike chained to a tree when he went away to war in 1914. He never returned, leaving the tree no choice but to grow around the bike.
Photographer UnknownSubmitted by nessastooshort
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Kermit attacks Vincent Price.
This is actually not at all helping my childhood fear of Kermit. Nightmares.
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there are certain people that i mutually follow and they’re literally perfect rays of sunshine and i worship them from afar and crave their friendship deeply but instead of talking i’ll reblog them sometimes or like one of their posts when i know i want to reply but we aren’t close and it’ll be weird
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me too man, me too.
Preach it brethrin
Basically.