Fiat 128 3P brochure, 1976. A Dutch market leaflet for Fiat's hatchback coupé, the 3P is an abbreviation for 3 porte (door). The 128 Coupé was originally a 2 door 2+2 fastback but in 1975 it evolved into the 3P which was identical to the original coupé up to the B pillar but had an extended rear section with 2 adult-sized rear seats and a hatchback for improved practicality. The brochure puts great emphasis on the new cars versatility

@harshandcruel

Paul Heckbert Eye Planes (1981)

Sacrificial lamb

Stomach unzips to reveal a menagerie of organs vital to any proper animal sacrifice.

for sale here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/SophieKM

Jen Caywood (based Bellingham, WA, USA) - The End, 2021, Paintings: Digital Art

bugs?? in my computer?

Precisa 164-12 // Adding Machine Calculator (Switzerland, 1963)

Lu Xinjian — Matrix: 2018 ASRock_B450_Pro4_F (acrylic on canvas, 2024)

“This Man Was Shot 0.9502 Seconds Ago,” David Lynch

Hi-res stills taken from David Lynch: The Art Life (2016), dir. Jon Nguyen, Rick Barnes, Olivia Neergaard-Holm

A Review Of The Only Bagel Place In Minneapolis

Sam Bakewell Time For Waste Corvi-Mora, London February 15 – March 23, 2019

oh u can have this post i don’t want it

Gee, thanks mista! Oi Avent had a post to me own since and mum n pop died of influenza! I'll be certain to cherish it as if it were me little brutha who died from influenza also

Woss-all this then? You cheeky li’uhl buggah, wheh’d you get that post? Didn’t I tell you wha’ ‘appens to li’uhl boys that steal posts, hm? If your dear old mum knew she’d catch influenza with shame.

Oh no, Officer! I know ‘im, and ‘e’s a good lad; ‘e ‘elped me find daddy when I was lost in th market! I’m sure my father would be happy to let me pay for th’ post! Father is just around the corner getting influenza

'Ere offisah, dahn't truss that littuw giwl, orrite? She's the one wot stole foive bob from me larse week she did, when i was recovering in St. Urchin's 'Ome For Those With Influenza. And I sorer shewwin 'er ankles to some poor gent dahn the pub yesserday arfernoon while 'er ol' dad stole the poor bugger's influenza roight aht the man's pokkit. She's a baddun orrite. Fling 'er dahn the nick.

if i knew they were gonna make my post british i never would’ve gave it away