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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Silhouettes</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @blinkandyoullmissit)</generator><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Nerd-ettes of the world...unite</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.inklingmagazine.com/inkycircus"&gt;Nerd-ettes of the world...unite&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/12385418</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/12385418</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 14:23:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The Bather (Ingres)1808 - Oil on CanvasLouvre, Paris, France</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/4710141_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Bather (Ingres)&lt;br/&gt;1808 - Oil on Canvas&lt;br/&gt;Louvre, Paris, France&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/4710141</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/4710141</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 20:55:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Le Grande Odalisque (Ingres)1814 - Oil on CanvasLouvre, Paris,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/4710074_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Le Grande Odalisque (Ingres)&lt;br/&gt;1814 - Oil on Canvas&lt;br/&gt;Louvre, Paris, France&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/4710074</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/4710074</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 20:54:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>outerlife.com</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.outerlife.com/"&gt;outerlife.com&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ ME:&lt;/strong&gt; Brilliant writing couched in a fantastic reality…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2101719</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2101719</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2007 15:02:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Composit image of seven flavors of coloured gelatin dessert from...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://4.media.tumblr.com/2086556_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Composit image of seven flavors of coloured gelatin dessert from “John Maeda: FOOD” Cristinerose Gallery, New York, 2003&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2086556</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2086556</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2007 08:40:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I had no friends because we were always working, so I bought a friend," recalled Maeda with a giggle. "There were no programs at the time and no good books on programming. You had to program yourself. I was self taught, but in the worst way."</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/05/04/arts/design7.php"&gt;"I had no friends because we were always working, so I bought a friend," recalled Maeda with a giggle. "There were no programs at the time and no good books on programming. You had to program yourself. I was self taught, but in the worst way."&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2086381</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2086381</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2007 08:37:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ten thousand digital loops of a continuous lineJohn Maeda1991</title><description>&lt;img src="http://4.media.tumblr.com/2086304_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ten thousand digital loops of a continuous line&lt;br/&gt;John Maeda&lt;br/&gt;1991&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2086304</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2086304</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2007 08:35:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Some days I can’t wait……to sleep...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/2068800_r3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some days I can’t wait…&lt;br/&gt;…to sleep comfortably&lt;br/&gt;…to sit easily&lt;br/&gt;…to balance unconsciously when walking&lt;br/&gt;…to see my toes&lt;br/&gt;…to wear my favorite, worn, too small t-shirt&lt;br/&gt;…to slide on jeans that fit&lt;br/&gt;…to lay on my stomach to color&lt;br/&gt;…to eat spicy foods without a qualm&lt;br/&gt;…to have a belly button again &lt;br/&gt;And some days three children all talking at once, laughing at once, screaming at once, crying at once seems like quite a bit to handle on my own. And i think perhaps i’ll miss the small interloper who has taken hold of my body. My perfect little echo-heartbeat, my unjudging sounding board, my source of strength when the jagged edges of my life aren’t quite matching up. And i wonder just how lost i’ll feel when that small warmth is ripped from me and laid in my arms.&lt;br/&gt;Some days, i think i may not miss seeing my toes so badly after all&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2068800</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2068800</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 22:49:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Top Ten Midnight Meals</title><description>&lt;p&gt;10. Warm dinner rolls with butter and honey drizzled over them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9. Chicken Piccata.&lt;br/&gt;(because leftovers with capers are good warm or cold)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. Omelettes.&lt;br/&gt;Or, in a pinch, scrambled eggs with ham, onions, peppers and cheese mixed in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. Quesadillas&lt;br/&gt;(any kind will do…best to avoid the jalapenos just in case…midnight heartburn is a real bitch)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. Cocoa-Krispies&lt;br/&gt;(as long as you allow time for the milk in the bottom of the bowl to get uber-chocolate-y)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. Banana Split&lt;br/&gt;(full on, three flavors of ice cream, two bananas, whipped cream, cherry, with sprinkles or just don’t even bother.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. French Toast smothered in fried apples topped in powdered sugar&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. Peanut Butter &amp; Jelly Sandwhich&lt;br/&gt;(including layer of potato chip with ridges)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Bar-B-Q pulled pork sandwhich&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1. Warm crepes with lemon &amp; sugar; quarter folded&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2001087</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/2001087</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 13:59:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Unless
Jill Greenberg</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/1749724_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unless&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jill Greenberg&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1749724</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1749724</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 12:24:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>The End Times</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.manipulator.com/"&gt;The End Times&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;As many times as i’ve tried to snap photos of my kids mid-fit…I always end up with the back of their heads. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No one seems to be able to capture the absolute misery of existence quite so well as Jill Greenberg has in her End of Times series. And all she did was give them some candy and then take it away.  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The show actually debuted at the Paul Kopeikin Gallery in LA back in the spring of ‘06, but the backlash ripples that made their way through the news and blogosphere are still resonating. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Some people just can’t appreciate art…&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1749669</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1749669</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 12:22:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>my new favorite form of procrastination</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.mrpicassohead.com/"&gt;my new favorite form of procrastination&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1525689</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1525689</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 12:54:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/1524376_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1524376</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/1524376</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 12:14:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“I think you should be suspicious when there’s a lot...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://14.media.tumblr.com/599576_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;“I think you should be suspicious when there’s a lot of interest in what you’re doing,”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Sufjan Stevens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/599576</link><guid>http://blinkandyoullmissit.tumblr.com/post/599576</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 22:54:22 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
