Nisse Zetterberg, “View towards Nybroviken 1970-71”
Robert Henri, Cumulus Clouds, East River, 1901-02, Oil on canvas,
thirteen year old ashol pan is part of a nascent movement of girls who are keeping alive the six thousand year old kazakh tradition of golden eagle hunting known as berkutchy.
though long the monopoly of boys — once deemed uniquely strong enough to carry a full grown eagle on their arms and endure harsh winter hunts — fewer are now learning the skill, abandoning their traditional semi nomadic ways for life in the cities.
berkutchy is a life long profession, and is often a hereditary one. but ashol’s brother left for the military, leaving her father, an experienced eagle hunter, to ask if she would take his place and assume training.
asher svidensky — who took these photos during a four month trek in the mountains of western mongolia’s bayan ulgii (or “rich cradle”) province, where only 250 hunters remain — told the bbc that where most boys are at first apprehensive around their eagles, ashol was very much at ease.
ashol, though still in school, will spend much of her time nurturing her eagle, imprinting herself on the fiercely independent bird from birth. after much time and training, her eagle — who is considered a member of the family — will learn to track down rabbits, foxes and wolves, whose fur is needed for the harsh winters.
21,000 years ago, the ice over Montreal was 3 kilometers thick, and dwarfed the Sears and CN Towers. The land is still rising back up like a sponge from the great weight of the ice. Conditions changing over time. (xkcd)
“A chip off the old brock”
i am heavily suffocating
Born in 1973, lives and works in Treviso. After linguistic maturity, he graduated from the School of Applied Arts of Castello Sforzesco in Milan, with a specialization in the art of weaving (1995). After a long experience in the field of restoration (Milan-Venice from 1993 to 1997), the passion for art and textiles led her to pursue research, from everyday life, the transitory and ephemeral.
She attended a three-year course at the ‘Scuola triennale d’Arte Applicata’ (School of Visual Arts) based at the Castello Sforzesco in Milan and obtained a qualification in weaving on haute lisse loom (a vertical frame loom used to weave tapestries and rugs).
today this guy told me that my dress made my ass look fat (he sad it as a 'compliment') and obviously since it was 8:30 I was too tired for that shit and I replied with 'saying my ass is fat wont make your dick any bigger' and when he tried to defend himself saying his dick was big enough I told him that it doesn’t count if he shoved two thirds of it in his personality and he just looked at me completely defenseless AND BASICALLY I STOLE THAT LINE FROM HERE BUT I SLAYED
If you’re referring to me lying about having a boyfriend, I’ve been cornered into doing this because men respect another man that they don’t even know more than women’s right to just not be romantically interested in them. And I’m only lying in the first place out fear that this man will react really negatively to my rejection and decide to take it out on me, so blame the patriarchy for giving men a sense of entitlement to women’s bodies! To the point where some murder women who turn them down! And if you’re sending this for no reason, grow up, perhaps.