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edelaar:

Look I made an educational thing for you. Remember this sentence.

Remember the apostrophe and how its jimmies remain unrustled by whatever is going on left or right of it. The apostrophe neither twists nor turns. It always faces in the same direction. The only direction. Because for the apostrophe, it is the right direction.

The apostrophe is a lone wolf. It operates alone because it is strong. It does not need a partner to deal with those wimpy letters. It laughs at the quotation mark twins because, unlike it, they’re worthless on their own.

The apostrophe truly could not give any less fucks about the letters around it. In fact, it eats them for breakfast. Letters don’t stand a chance against the power of the apostrophe. Wherever the apostrophe goes, they disappear. Crushed and and consumed by its contractile power.

The apostrophe.



Adobe Caslon’s apostrophe.

Okay listen, I just want you to stop using a closing single quote instead of a proper apostrophe. It’s »Pop ’em in the head«, not »Pop ‘em«, okay? It doesn’t matter where it is, it always looks just like the comma. That’s why it’s called a high comma.

Yeah, I fucked up the Fuck, I’m sorry, okay?

edelaar:

Look I made an educational thing for you. Remember this sentence.

Remember the apostrophe and how its jimmies remain unrustled by whatever is going on left or right of it. The apostrophe neither twists nor turns. It always faces in the same direction. The only direction. Because for the apostrophe, it is the right direction.

The apostrophe is a lone wolf. It operates alone because it is strong. It does not need a partner to deal with those wimpy letters. It laughs at the quotation mark twins because, unlike it, they’re worthless on their own.

The apostrophe truly could not give any less fucks about the letters around it. In fact, it eats them for breakfast. Letters don’t stand a chance against the power of the apostrophe. Wherever the apostrophe goes, they disappear. Crushed and and consumed by its contractile power.

The apostrophe.

An apostrophe opposed to some puny single quotes

Adobe Caslon’s apostrophe.

Okay listen, I just want you to stop using a closing single quote instead of a proper apostrophe. It’s »Pop ’em in the head«, not »Pop ‘em«, okay? It doesn’t matter where it is, it always looks just like the comma. That’s why it’s called a high comma.

Yeah, I fucked up the Fuck, I’m sorry, okay?

blua:

Using instagram, photographer Murad Osmannsing creatively documents his travels around the world with his girlfriend leading the way in his ongoing series known as Follow Me To.

Street Artist Paints Whimsical Murals Around the World at My Modern Metropolis

pixelsinthewild:

Goran Patlejch, Prague, collects such patterns of hand-drilled ventilation holes. Found art.

pixelsinthewild:

Goran Patlejch, Prague, collects such patterns of hand-drilled ventilation holes. Found art.

nevver:

Mads Berg

staceythinx:

Xchange by Nick Gentry 

About his work:

Much of his artistic output has been generated with the use of contributed artefacts and materials. He states that through this process “contributor, artist and viewer come closer together”. His art is influenced by the development of consumerism, technology, identity and cyberculture in society, with a distinctive focus on obsolete media.

ok.

wordisdrawn:

dictionary.com word of the day: percipient \per-SIP-ee-uhnt, adjective: having perception; discerning; discriminating: a percipient choice of wines.

well this is just goddamn perfect

wordisdrawn:

dictionary.com word of the day: percipient \per-SIP-ee-uhnt, adjective: having perception; discerning; discriminating: a percipient choice of wines.

well this is just goddamn perfect

aros:

Open and inviting family residence in Sydney

aros:

Open and inviting family residence in Sydney

likeafieldmouse:

Kim Cogan - Waves (2010)

Hi-Res anklicken, pl0x.

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“A certain man once lost a diamond cuff-link in the wide blue sea, and twenty years later, on the exact day, a Friday apparently, he was eating a large fish – but there was no diamond inside. That’s what I like about coincidence.”

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Vladimir Nabokov was a Russian-American novelist (1899-1977), Laughter in the Dark, Bobbs-Merrill Company, 1932 
Photo: Vladimir Nabokov looking out of car window. He likes to work in the car, writing on index cards. - LIFE (Ithaca State, NY, 1958)

mrgan:

Juuuust in case you find it helpful, here’s my little guide on drawing vector and pixel hearts. Consider it a starting point and spike it with your own love potion.

mrgan:

Juuuust in case you find it helpful, here’s my little guide on drawing vector and pixel hearts. Consider it a starting point and spike it with your own love potion.

myfonts:

These clever party invitations had an extra surprise for the guests. 

Fonts used are Archer, Mishka, and Futura Bold

(via FPO  |  design by St.Gertrude Design & Letterpress)