lets-talk-about-sects:

violentfutches:

malcolmcooks:

animate-mush:

violentfutches:

so a tourist in Italy is fulfilling her lifelong dream of seeing the birth of venus, her fave painting, in person. and while she’s there a Hot Girl strikes up a conversation with her and she loves art and is charming and they talk until the museum closes. they exchange numbers. the next day the birth of Venus painting is stolen, nobody knows who stole it. so anyways, the two girls continue dating and are happy and shit? and on their one year anniversary her girlfriend reveals that she’s an international art thief and she stole the birth of venus after meeting her. tourist girl flips and wants it returned she doesn’t want to just. hoard the art so nobody can see it. so then art thief has to do a reverse heist where she sneaks the painting back into the museum without getting caught

Bear in mind that the Birth of Venus is like 15 feet tall and 30 feet wide…

why would you have to do a reverse heist instead of like
thouroughly cleaning it of fingerprints, DNA and other trace evidence and then just quietly dropping it off round the back underneath a tarp and a note attached

because she’s gay and loves drama don’t ever question me again

Botticelli would have wanted this and you know it

genatrius:

fluffy-critter:

edensmidian:

pr1nceshawn:

Street Art: Before & After.

I love these…..

Chaotic Good

My favorite part is that these are going to be someone’s neighborhood landmarks. “Turn left at the saxaphone player,” “yeah I work in the shop right next to the Princess Leia fire hydrant,” “if you pass the shady guy selling watches, you’ve gone too far.” The urban and suburban worlds are so funny of random infrastructure points that you’re just supposed to ignore, like those big metal wiring cabinets on the side of the road and all those backflow preventers all over the place. With just a little paint, now they have friendly, comprehensible meaning.

2-face:

adulthoodisokay:

theotherwesley:

ja-khajay:

ja-khajay:

that one extremely homoerotic painting of a babylonian man listening to a babylonian twink playing babylonian harp. that one

yeah

this is my favorite painting full stop

that “babylonian twink” is King David

just so everyone knows: i was with my rabbi today (the short version is i’m trying to catch up on all the judaism i missed growing up) and King David came up as far as “historical figures” and i couldnt keep a straight face because i was thinking about this FUCKING post and it just wasnt going away so finally during a lull in the conversation (the little old lady who takes the class with me had just asked if david was bisexual, which apparently he was) i told her about King David, Babylonian Twink

unfortunately i incorrectly assumed that “very gay-friendly leftist jewish woman who grew up in New York” had crossover with “knows what the word twink means” and in this case it did not, so then i had to explain what twink means to my rabbi (and to the little old lady). she agreed with it once i reassured her it wasnt derogatory. the babylonian twink, king david