Georgeopolis

You can do anything, but not everything

I


Ask me things   Submit
Reblogged from vaginalsalsa
thepredatorblog:

I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING

thepredatorblog:

I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING

(Source: vaginalsalsa, via georgesleftear)

Reblogged from theantidote
theantidote:

The Hunters in the Snow (1565) by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1525 - 1569)
oil on wood

theantidote:

The Hunters in the Snow (1565) by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1525 - 1569)

oil on wood

Reblogged from theantidote
theantidote:

The Hunters in the Snow (1565) by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1525 - 1569)
oil on wood

theantidote:

The Hunters in the Snow (1565) by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1525 - 1569)

oil on wood

Reblogged from carpr0n
carpr0n:

Quack?
Starring: Land Rover Defender
(by Ian A Kirk.)

carpr0n:

Quack?

Starring: Land Rover Defender

(by Ian A Kirk.)

Reblogged from downabbey

theniftyfifties:

Gene Kelly in ‘Singin’ in the Rain’, 1952. 

(Source: christopherplummer.eu)

Reblogged from vintascope
Reblogged from mediumaevum
mediumaevum:

With the month of December representing the end of a wild boar hunt in the forest of Vincennes, we return to the Limbourgs and the Duc de Berry.
The dungeon and square towers rising above the trees are those of the home in which the Duke was born on the eve of December: November 30, 1340.
The forests of Vincennes attracted many kings of France. Louis VII built a hunting lodge there; Philippe Auguste undertook the construction of a small château enlarged by Saint Louis, who, as we know, liked to dispense popular justice under one of its oaks. This is the wood we see represented here in the russet tones of a waning autumn.
The boar has been run down and speared by the huntsman on the left, and hounds are tearing it apart. At the right a hunter blows the mort on his small horn. The dogs’ desperate eagerness is rendered with astonishing realism: their positions, the gestures of their paws, their greedy expressions, all have been observed and noted with care. These are bloodhounds, boarhounds, hounds whose breeding an expert would recognize immediately.

mediumaevum:

With the month of December representing the end of a wild boar hunt in the forest of Vincennes, we return to the Limbourgs and the Duc de Berry.

The dungeon and square towers rising above the trees are those of the home in which the Duke was born on the eve of December: November 30, 1340.

The forests of Vincennes attracted many kings of France. Louis VII built a hunting lodge there; Philippe Auguste undertook the construction of a small château enlarged by Saint Louis, who, as we know, liked to dispense popular justice under one of its oaks. This is the wood we see represented here in the russet tones of a waning autumn.

The boar has been run down and speared by the huntsman on the left, and hounds are tearing it apart. At the right a hunter blows the mort on his small horn. The dogs’ desperate eagerness is rendered with astonishing realism: their positions, the gestures of their paws, their greedy expressions, all have been observed and noted with care. These are bloodhounds, boarhounds, hounds whose breeding an expert would recognize immediately.

Reblogged from z0tt
Reblogged from vintascope
Reblogged from lostsplendor
lostsplendor:


The Seine Through Paris, 1946 by Ed Clark (via LIFE)

lostsplendor:

The Seine Through Paris, 1946 by Ed Clark (via LIFE)