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Miniature English Bedchamber of the Jacobean or Stuart Era, 1603-1688
Narcissa Niblack Thorne & Unknown Artisans
c.1937
Art Institute of Chicago (Reference Number: 1941.1187)
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Miniature English Jacobean Hall, 1603-1649
Narcissa Niblack Thorne & Unknown Artisans
1932-1937
Phoenix Art Museum (Object Number: 1962.79.1)
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Miniature English Great Room of the Late Tudor Period, 1550-1603
Narcissa Niblack Thorne & Unknown Artisans
c.1937
Art Institute of Chicago (Reference Number: 1941.1186)
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Bug Update:
After his 2nd operation stitches were out, they looked a lot better - probably because they had shaved around the eye and had like, double the amount of stitches in there.
He's doing a lot better now, and the scab is small and seems to be getting smaller day by day.
The only thing I've noticed as an 'issue' is he's a lot more jumpy and quicker to lash out at Indie and Puc - no change in behavior with Kass or Pike.
Now I think this is due to the fact he doesn't like them much - the 'tuxedo two' are still very much mums cats and prefer to hang out together, and both chase Bug around.
He growls a lot when they are even in the room BUT he'll also sleep near them and eat side by side so it's not like... he's terrified of them. He just doesn't like the games they play.
He's still enjoying his 'sick days' and makes the most of being a clingy baby whenever he can.
I would like to thank everyone who helped with his vet bill - in two months he cost me £2k and I was NOT in a position to pay for that at all. Your help and kind words of support meant more to me than I could ever express.
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picture taken RIGHT NOW as he chills on the windowsill by my side.
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bmwiid · 7 days
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My childhood home had heating run off a coal fire, and every year the chimney sweep would come to clean out the lum.
Now I can turn on my heating at the supermarket so it's warm when I get home.
the older I get, the more the technological changes I've lived through as a millennial feel bizarre to me. we had computers in my primary school classroom; I first learned to type on a typewriter. I had a cellphone as a teenager, but still needed a physical train timetable. my parents listened to LP records when I was growing up; meanwhile, my childhood cassette tape collection became a CD collection, until I started downloading mp3s on kazaa over our 56k modem internet connection to play in winamp on my desktop computer, and now my laptop doesn't even have a disc tray. I used to save my word documents on floppy discs. I grew up using the rotary phone at my grandparents' house and our wall-connected landline; my mother's first cellphone was so big, we called it The Brick. I once took my desktop computer - monitor, tower and all - on the train to attend a LAN party at a friend's house where we had to connect to the internet with physical cables to play together, and where one friend's massive CRT monitor wouldn't fit on any available table. as kids, we used to make concertina caterpillars in class with the punctured and perforated paper strips that were left over whenever anything was printed on the room's dot matrix printer, which was outdated by the time I was in high school. VHS tapes became DVDs, and you could still rent both at the local video store when I was first married, but those shops all died out within the next six years. my facebook account predates the iphone camera - I used to carry around a separate digital camera and manually upload photos to the computer in order to post them; there are rolls of undeveloped film from my childhood still in envelopes from the chemist's in my childhood photo albums. I have a photo album from my wedding, but no physical albums of my child; by then, we were all posting online, and now that's a decade's worth of pictures I'd have to sort through manually in order to create one. there are video games I tell my son about but can't ever show him because the consoles they used to run on are all obsolete and the games were never remastered for the new ones that don't have the requisite backwards compatibility. I used to have a walkman for car trips as a kid; then I had a discman and a plastic hardshell case of CDs to carry around as a teenager; later, a friend gave my husband and I engraved matching ipods as a wedding present, and we used them both until they stopped working; now they're obsolete. today I texted my mother, who was born in 1950, a tiktok upload of an instructional video for girls from 1956 on how to look after their hair and nails and fold their clothes. my father was born four years after the invention of colour televison; he worked in radio and print journalism, and in the years before his health declined, even though he logically understood that newspapers existed online, he would clip out articles from the physical paper, put them in an envelope and mail them to me overseas if he wanted me to read them. and now I hold the world in a glass-faced rectangle, and I have access to everything and ownership of nothing, and everything I write online can potentially be wiped out at the drop of a hat by the ego of an idiot manchild billionaire. as a child, I wore a watch, but like most of my generation, I stopped when cellphones started telling us the time and they became redundant. now, my son wears a smartwatch so we can call him home from playing in the neighbourhood park, and there's a tanline on his wrist ike the one I haven't had since the age of fifteen. and I wonder: what will 2030 look like?
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Bit of a stress when I ran out of jeans thread halfway through. Three cheers for past me for buying double! Sewing cat Kass is observing the topstitching. Quality control.
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Making another pair of jeans - I have enough left over denim to make a whole new pair so I started yesterday - I kinda want to kiss past me cause they bought two extra zippers which means I can even make another pair out of... whatever I find.
On these jeans I'm going to add a couple of additional pockets cause I'm not a bag person. I was looking at back pocket inspo when I figured adding more pockets was a good option esp for sewing cause I'd really like a scissor holster and a tiny pocket for a seam ripper.
I'm still at a loss for the back pocket design because I'm not great at making embellishments like embroidery. I do have a few patches which would maybe look nice?
Anyway. I just thought I'd mention it because I've not really been sewing for a bit and I forgot I can make jeans and I wear them a LOT.
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bmwiid · 12 days
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it's never too late to start brushing your teeth again. i basically never brushed my teeth for a whole 10 years. a decade. A DECADE. i still struggle to brush my teeth once a week, but it all started with brushing my teeth once every few months. so i mean it when i say brushing your teeth once a week, a month, a year, or even a decade, is better than nothing.
and still, nothing is not shameful. it is not immoral to struggle with self care. and it is also not pointless to keep trying. anything you can do, even if its wiping plaque off with a towel, is enough. it is good to take care of yourself however you can, even if it's just trying to muster the will to. reading this post is good, too.
i believe in you and i am proud of you, even in the smallest of steps. it's okay. you can give yourself grace.
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Lego Swimming Pool Layout
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3d printed start gate
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bmwiid · 17 days
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I watched Prey and I forgot how much I wanna bang the Predator, lmao
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bmwiid · 17 days
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The Predator franchise has ruined human males for me. If a guy is not 7+ feet tall, covered in scales, wearing armor, sporting dreads decorated with rings, tusks and manibles, and sporting wristblades and/or carrying a combistick, I want nothing to do with him.
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Alien vs Predator AliExPress edition.
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Predator (1987) dir. John McTiernan Prey (2022) dir. Dan Trachtenberg
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