OMG I NEED THIS!
Have you ever seen a painting of an elephant? Probably. What about a picture of an elephant painting a painting of an elephant? No? Well meet Suda who lives in Maetaeng Elephant Park in Chiang Mai, Thailand. The park was created to provide a unique and safe environment where all elephants are treated well and are free of harm from poachers. In the early years, Suda along with other elephants would paint abstract brush strokes on paper, and slowly over time, they learned to produce two and three dimensional art. They have an incredible ability to trace back over their original brush stroke. Elephants have a keen memory and show that here by being able to repeat the same paintings and techniques.
To Make You Feel My Love
Real life pillow pet
Can I just
I love how the cat takes a moment to assess the situation and then just passes the fuck out
Bruce Lee plays ping pong with nunchucks like a boss
this is that shit you reblog every single time you see it on your dash. this man is a beast.
my jaw actually dropped
It’s still there
what the fuccccckkkkk
this is amazing
Sometimes, thoughts just come overflowing my mind and I find myself thinking about the what-if’s and the past. I stare into space, pondering about things that I should have done and maybe the words that should have said. There’s always that wishful thinking of a rewind button, but then I stop to recollect myself, and focus on the things that matter the most, my mom, my friends and the food that’s in front of me.
Sweet, salty, spicy and cold
These are all I can taste with a congested nose.
Five mL in the morning, five mL at night
I want my senses to be working right!
summer time jamm
Hey guys! My good friend Ryan Mitchell Grey and I just uploaded a video to our cover of “#Beautiful” by Mariah Carey & Miguel! Had so much fun putting this together… hope you guys enjoy :]
Why are you #beautiful?
wanted that place between living in the moment & capturing it
Five years ago, I went on a couple dates with a guy who kept his phone next to his fork and knife at every restaurant where we ate “just in case” an important email arrived during dinner. Today the issue with cell-phones-all-day-every-day remains in a slightly different form; there’s a need to not just keep up-to-date, but to remember the moment, almost compulsively, by sharing it.
But what are we creating when we spend so much time consuming information and republishing it — a picture of who we are or who we wish we were? It’s something I wonder often, especially when I find myself reaching for my phone in bed to see “what’s new” because I can’t fall asleep, or when I pull-to-refresh Twitter, Facebook and Tumblr, looking for distractions while waiting for a friend at a bar or on a subway platform for the train. Social media has become an intravenous drip of information that offers temporary hits of relief; we suppress boredom with technology.
When I started this post, I thought it would be a light recap of what I’d been up to lately, but showing you a brief moment in my day is the equivalent of saying ‘fine, thanks’ in reply to ‘how are you?’ from a passing acquaintance. Sure, you can’t know what’s happening with everyone all the time. (I wouldn’t want to, to be honest.) But it’s the difference between a conversation and small talk, an email and a tweet.
In my quest for quality over quantity, I’ve decided I’m going to write better instead of more, on this blog and elsewhere. At the end of the day, you say more in fewer words when you take the time to reflect and share what’s important to you, selectively.
Your (probably) older, wise-ish sister,