"Miniature World" with Needle and Thread.

Valentina Lobos integrates embroidery and tapestry into her creations, crafting uniquely captivating textile art.

Valentina's signature style is miniature scene embroidery crafted with meticulous color coordination and precise stitching.

#art #crafts

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“The fundamental civic unit in this nation is neighbor.”

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Like how gluten free options are often also vegan. Let the celiacs have some flavor 🥹

04.05.2025 13:25 — 👍 11    🔁 0    💬 2    📌 0

Be a Mister Rogers. Wear comfy shoes. Celebrate kindness. Sow affirmations. Save time for make-believe. Sing silly little songs. Testify before a senate subcommittee about the importance of quality public broadcasting. Feed fish. Love sweaters.

14.04.2025 13:59 — 👍 775    🔁 154    💬 14    📌 7

What these nihilistic vandals are doing to dismantle science & medicine—generations of expertise & public service & life improving benefits—is cultural revolution level national self harm. No foreign foe could inflict such brutal damage & senseless suffering on US so fast & effectively & unresisted.

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@lukelukeluke.bsky.social

08.02.2025 15:29 — 👍 4    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

this is exactly it. i wrote something similar not long ago

02.02.2025 03:28 — 👍 6121    🔁 919    💬 92    📌 29

Reasons to Live Through the Apocalypse Sunrises. People you have still to meet and laugh with. Songs about love, peace, anger, and revolution. Walks in the woods. The smile you exchange with a stranger when you experience beauty accidentally together. Butterflies. Seeing your grandparents again. The moon in all her forms, whether half or full. Dogs. Birthdays and half-birthdays. That feeling of floating in love. Watching birds eat from bird feeders. The waves of happiness that follow the end of sadness. Brown eyes. Watching a boat cross an empty sea. Sunsets. Dipping your feet in the river. Balconies. Cake. The wind in your face when you roll the car window down on an open highway. Falling asleep to the sound of a steady heartbeat. Warm cups of tea on cold days. Hugs. Night skies. Art museums. Books filled with everything you do not yet know. Long conversations. Long-lost friends. Poetry.

I wrote this on one of the darkest days of my life. It gave me an anchor to hold onto.

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