My name is Jenny Zandona. I live near Seattle Washington and am pursuing a physics degree after going to art school for the past three years. I love astronomy, science, quantum physics, color, animating, ephemera, bees, and words. This blog is a place where I will post my photos, art, thoughts, and other images that I like. All images are taken by me unless otherwise noted. My Flickr users online

Man I haven’t been on tumblr in forever

But what I can tell you is being alone all the time sucks. I’m gonna come back, cause Tumblr is basically like talking to yourself with voices that are just as crazy as you are. <3

glammaxnana:

“What, you mean like when we run around in our vest and pants and throw satsumas at each other?”

is it okay to just kind of wish to rub my face on these men? just for research reasons. 

I’ve never heard someone describe my writing style/process as poignantly as James has with: “are you writing fanfiction about your everyday life?” 

Some people just get you. 

kateordie:

equiuszahhak:

BEWARE: smoking weed can have dangerous side effects, such as never shutting the fuck up about the fact you smoke weed

Also that “ehhh hehh hehh hehh” laugh like you’re in a cool secret club when anyone makes any reference to weed at all, whatsoever, as if a billion other people don’t also do it

(Source: teruprince)

(Source: weareinfinitive)

Beauty of the Universe

(Source: neptunesbounty)

I’ve been having a shit day (past couple of months) so my friend animated a little feel good message for me, this is just a screencap of a frame. He’s great. 

Best friends draw best friends in space panties. 

Perfect man. 

Went and saw Warhorse on stage yesterday!

(By the way this is not my picture, it’s from the official site, I just wanted to share the magic that is metal horse puppets) The show was amazing and beautiful and I’ve never seen the movie, and it made me cry! The puppetry was brilliant, and I wonder if the dudes in the horses have really sore backs from having people jump on them and you know, carrying around giant metal horses. 

"Freaks are like owls, mythed into blinking, bloodless objectivity. The norms figure our contact with their brand of life is shaky. They see us as cut off from temptation and pettiness. Even our hate is grand by their feeble lights. And the more deformed we are, the higher our supposed sanctity."

Arty

Geek Love by Katherine Dunn

(via mary-gee)

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