Samuel Prout (1783-1852)
he was a british watercolourist and one of the masters of architectural paintings
togheter with Benjamin Robert Haydon he spent whole summer days drawing the quiet cottages, rustic bridges and romantic watermills of the beautiful valleys of Devon
Look me straight in the eyes and tell me your current music taste isn’t what your father played in the car when you were a kid.
no offense op but this is the least relatable post on this entire website
👁️👁️ my current music taste is not what my father played in the car when i was a kid.
“I should have hugged you tighter the last time I saw you.”—
«Impressions», No. 2: The Alphabet, Associated Pulp and Paper Mills (APPM), Melbourne, 1969 [Re:collection, Melbourne]. Designed by Brian Sadgrove
i think some of you need to eat a slice of cheesecake and listen to ambient rain noises ten hours
I want you to know I did this exact thing yesterday and it was so surreal seeing this post I thought I wrote it in my sleep
you are one of my sims
When I was younger, I was always fascinated by how people living through major events throughout history were always so focused on their day to day lives. When I read diaries and primary sources, people would be talking about huge events with worldwide significance but they would just be…living their lives. Like COME ON a world war is happening and your main area of focus is how the rationing sucks and how you want to go to dances and stuff after All This Is Over?
But I get it now.
Now I understand.
its almost like kids learn prejudice
A year in the making.
This was a calculated move.
Tomorrow, my plan will come into fruition. You were all fools for reblogging this post.
Tomorrow, the seed I planted one year ago… the internet equivalent to a Pandora’s box will be opened tomorrow. You all will be counting the minutes you have left like pennies in a tedious transaction.
Tomorrow, I will show you true power.
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