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fuzzkaizer · 1 year
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Leonardo Ulian - Contrived Object series
actually these could be functional circuits
cred: thisiscolossal.com/2020/06/electronic-rackets/
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recherchestetique · 10 months
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Realization of the project by the painter Uliane Borchert for a library.
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mvncesa · 2 years
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"Objets" conçus autour de la collection Bic présentée au Pavillon Vendôme de Clichy, mars 2024.
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withinthesebones · 10 months
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@entityforged sent STRANDED from aksel for julián.
he's not expecting to help anyone today, yet in a very real way he also is - it's like hypervigilance woven through his body, except instead of danger, he's looking for pain and suffering, for anyone in trouble. like anyone, he flags the car on the side of the road as an issue, but unlike most people, he pulls over his own rusty truck to the side and hops out, greeting the stranded traveler with a smile. "can i help?" those three words - so familiar to him, like a memorized prayer. he mentally catalogues the contents of his truck - thank goodness he has jumper cables, if necessary. even a first aid kit, if it comes to that.
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designmiss · 12 years
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Finger Biscuit https://www.design-miss.com/finger-biscuit/ Il #designer Paolo Ulian ha realizzato i Finger Biscuit, biscotti a forma di ditale, ideali per mangiare la Nutella direttamente dal barattolo. Purtroppo non sono in vendita, ma sono molto semplici da realizzare in casa.   Via robertadeiana.com
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dyclerc · 2 years
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SIX GOALS IN A MATCH
FOOTBALL CHAMPAGNE 🍾
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itscolossal · 2 months
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In Leonardo Ulian’s Techno Assemblages, Electrical Wire and Found Objects Form Precise Geometric Systems
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breakapromise · 9 days
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today, i have had the pleasure of reading a piece crafted by a friend of mine. she wrote of a love so dear yet forbidden by construct of society—to love and be loved by a woman. i was not a target, and yet i could not be saved from the tears it triggered and the feelings it evoked out of me.
her words bled onto my skin and mine were simply sucked out.
i came to remember all the works i've written in the past couple years, each dedicated for a different person from the last. and i thought to myself, what truly is the purpose of a writer? to create art in the name of their muse? to immortalise their existence through the careful practise of weaving words? or is it to simply to be the one that transcribes the lives of people who can't do it for themselves?
i am nothing if not for those who came before me. and i could not have the strength to write again if no one had inflicted pain upon me or have allowed me to show love like i have never done before. but if i am only there for a brief moment, enough to harness the power to wield a pen and inscribe words on paper, where am i to go the second it is gone?
am i not a writer if i cannot bring myself to love another soul? for in these caves i built for myself are spells of protection that keep me from the heartbreak i so greatly fear.
but i am not a lover, how am i to write again?
twenty-four minutes past the first hour on the fifteenth day of april in the year two thousand twenty four. this used to be ulian, but now i just go by @breakapromise.
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grimsauce · 26 days
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Opened an email from H&M to see this, and my mind instantly went to the Ulians from Star Trek The Next Generation's episode Violations
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monsterbunny69 · 7 months
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Julian x reader angst one shot PART 2
ulian wakes up from a bad nightmare about you dying and accidentally wakes you up with his tossing and turning.
I plant a kiss on his temple before looking into his eyes and reassuring him, “I’m not dead. I’m safe, it wasn’t your fault. I don’t blame you, nobody blames you sweetheart. We will keep each other safe, but..you can’t save everyone, you know that.” I say to him softly, kissing away some tears from his rosy cheeks. He sniffles and nods slowly, “I-I’m just scared…I can’t lose you again” he says and then sighs. “I know baby..I’m scared to lose you too. But for now we have each other. I promise I’m not going anywhere without you.” I say as I press my forehead to his. He closes his eyes slowly “I’m happy to hear that..I’m not going anywhere without you either.” He replies, only trembling a little now. I lean in farther and kiss him softly, shutting my eyes too. He happily returns the favor, his cheeks turning pink again. When we pull away he looks at my shirt and blushes again, this time out of embarrassment. “I uh…sorry for..that” he says as he point at my shirt. I look down only to be met with a soggy print of Julian’s crying face in my shirt “aww..” I say before I begin laughing. Julian starts to laugh too. I slip off my shirt and snuggle back into bed “..will you be okay to sleep? I can stay up with you” I offer, gently grabbing his soft pale hand. He hold my hand back, smiling “I’ll be okay with you by my side darling…thank you” he replies. I pull him into my arms and shush him gently, kissing him again. We both fell asleep in each others arms and got the rest of our sleep.
The end, tell me what you angsty mfs think :3
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bonecuisine · 1 year
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Babysitting
“Take good care of him! Have fun!” The door the the tech department slammed shut.
Julian sighed as he looked down at the small toddler at his feet. “Well,” he said picking baby Sammy up, “Looks like it’s just you and me bud.” Little Sammy giggled as he tried to grab Julian’s face.
“Hey Stop that!” Julian laughed a bit as he tried moving Little Sammy’s hands away. He looked around the room to see what he could somewhat entertain Sammy with. “Cawr!” Sammy yelled, pointing at a small pile of toy cars. “Alright, wanna play with the cars?” Sammy nodded while kicking his feet,trying to get out of Julian’s arms.
Julian set him down on the little car-map rug Cathy had set out for Sammy,He then sat down next to Sammy as he started to play with the small cars.
“Ulian look!” Julian looked up at Sammy, who was trying to fit not one not two but four tiny toy cars in his mouth. Julian quickly moved over to Sammy and took the cars right out of his mouth and hands. “Alright that’s enough cars for today!” He laughed with a somewhat sarcastic tone in his voice. Sammy gave Julian an annoyed look, “Hey don’t look at me like that! You could’ve choked, I basically saved your life!” Sammy rolled his eyes as a response, “How can you- you know what never mind” Julian sighed.
“Sammy please for the love of god,eat the banana”. Sammy shook his head,he ripped off his bib and giggled “Sammy no-“ Julian was cut of by Sammy squishing a piece of banana in his face. Julian wiped the mess off his face as he groaned in annoyance. “I give up.” He sighed, Sammy was now laughing so hard that he was nearly falling off his highchair.
“Yeah yeah I know, you find this humorous.” Sammy was still laughing,“well now I have to clean this up. Thank you so much Sammy!” He said sarcastically. Little Sammy giggled even more at that as Julian stood up to wash his face.
“Julian I’m back from my meeting you can just leave Sammy to me no-“ Cathy was cut off my Gloria, “shhhh look!” Gloria whispered. Cathy looked over to see Julian sleeping on the small couch that was in the tech office, with little Sammy sleeping comfortably in his arms. Cathy couldn’t help but smile and laugh a bit. “Both boys must’ve tired themselves out” Gloria laughed a bit. Cathy sighed, she was glad to find Sammy and Julian in a comforting state, She was just mainly happy that both boys where safe & sound asleep.
This was inspired by the little doodle I posted earlier anyways thanks for reading
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shaddad · 2 months
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as "assemblages" com material tecnológico de leonardo ulian
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J*ulian f*ellowes should watch enola holmes 2 to learn how to casually drop historic information into dialogue
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dapur-asik · 1 year
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Lirik Lagu Mangku Purel - Lala Widy Dan Artinya
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Lirik Lagu Mangku Purel - Lala Widy kini sedang menjadi trending topic di berbagai media sosial. Bahkan lagu yang ditulis oleh Nur Bayan ini, kini sering menjadi trending di Youtube. Mangku Purel sendiri berasal dari bahasa jawa, Mangku memiliki arti menggendong, atau mendudukan diatas paha, sedangkan Purel bisa diartikan sebagai wanita malam. Saat ini artis Lala Widy pun ikut menyanyikan lagu Mangku Purel ini dan menjadi trending di Youtube. lantas bagaimana lirik lagu Mangku Purel - Lala Widy dan Artinya?
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meforeverz · 2 years
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Untitled D/S9 ficlet
This is set a little after Past tense part 2, after they’ve returned to the future and have beamed down to Earth again for the diplomatic dinner. Feat. J/ulian B/ashir dealing with some inconveniently timed perfume sensitivity. Around 760 words :)
He was honestly still bone-deep tired. But apparently accidentally traveling in time didn’t excuse you from having (being “Invited”) to have dinner with an admiral. So, after a quick shower and a change of uniform, Julian found himself down on Earth again. This time in the right century. Formal dinners weren’t really his thing. Not at all to be honest. Too many expectations and unspoken rules everyone but him seemed to know.
“Nervous?” he jumped when he heard Jadzia’s voice next to him.
“You’d think that after being send back in time that dinner wouldn’t be nearly so daunting.” he responded, chuckling vaguely.
Jadzia patted him on the shoulder. “You’ll be fine. I got you.” she said.
He smiled back at her. “I’ll take your word for it.”
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Miles’s description of fancy dinners had been very accurate. Full dress uniform, fancy table linnens and more. And the company was.... less than exciting. Julian counted himself lucky that he was seated further away from the admiral. Better, he was at least seated next to Jadzia. On his other side was someone he didn’t really know. He’d seen her face around the academy a couple of times, but she’d possibly been a teacher, he didn’t know. She introduced herself to him as Captain Hayden Alanis of the USS Reason. He listened politely to her talking, but his mind drifted off somewhere else. Her perfume smelled nice. But he could feel the characteristic pinprick in the back of his nose. And this worried him. He couldn’t exactly easily excuse himself from the table. So he was forced to subtly press against the bridge of his nose and to try to breath through his mouth.
“The results from our latest survey are looking promising, I-”
“Hh’nXXxhu! ‘Scuse me.” he said, flushing bright red from embarrassment. He’d tried to be subtle, tried to stifle the sneeze against medical judgement. But he wasn’t very good at it, and he knew it.
“Bless you.” Alanis said. Julian nodded quickly, taking a sip of his drink to hide his face for a second. He swore he could see Jadzia laugh with amusement for a second, but when he looked back at her she wasn’t looking at him. Rather, she’d struck up her own conversation with someone on her other side.
“n’Xxtcu! h-h’NXthu!“ he could feel Jadzia looking at him this time. When he ducked back up from his fist she leaned closer to him.
“You okay?” she whispered. Julian nodded, not responding verbally since Alanis was still listening to them on his other side. But she soon moved on to a conversation with someone in front of her. So he quickly took the chance to respond to her.
“Her perfume seems to bother me.” he whispered back. As if to punctuate his claim, he was forced to turn away from his friend again. “h-H’TichU!” unable to stifle it this time. “Excuse me.” he muttered.
Jadzia winced sympathetically. “Lela used to be a mess around certain perfumes. It wasn’t pleasant.” she said.
“How did she deal with it in situations like this?” Julian muttered to Jadzia, taking a bite of his food to cover up his lack of conversation.
“She’d just walk out.” Jadzia said, shrugging.
“Well, I-h I can- Hu’Ishu! Ii’shhU! Excuse me, can’t exactly do that. Not right now anyway. ” Julian finished.
“Are you alright Doctor?” Alanis asked him from his other side.
He quickly turned to face her and flashed her a smile. “I’m fine, thank you Captain. Something in the air I assume. It’s been a while since I was on Earth.” he lied.
She nodded. “Ah, a problem I know all too well. One day I-” and off she went again.
Subtly turning towards Jadzia again, he leaned towards her. “Do you think I can excuse myself for a second anyway?” he whispered. “H’nXxhu! X’chhiu! HU’IshU!” he didn’t hear Jadzia’s answer. Worse, he could feel the burn of multiple people staring at him with mild annoyance. “Sorry?”
“I think so. Desert hasn’t been served yet. I think I saw someone leave and return a little bit ago. I’ll cover for you if necessary.” she said.
“You’re my hero.” he whispered. Then, he moved back slightly to get off his chaid. “Excuse me for a minute.” he said slightly louder. As fast as he politely could he escaped the dinner room. He ducked into the toilet before finally fully giving in to the itch.
“Hu’Ishu! Ishhu! h-hISHU! h’IsSh! T’Shhu! Ugh.” he realised as he blew his nose that he’d soon have to go back into the room. But for now he had some relief.
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