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sisyphusshrugged · 6 months
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Dan Hays Colorado Snow Effect 4 (with detail) 2007, oil on canvas
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sometiktoksarevalid · 5 months
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desolatus · 1 month
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Victor Nizovtsev
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bebs-art-gallery · 4 months
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La Nuit (before 1937)
— by Auguste Raynaud
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noahverrier · 11 months
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My oil painting of Gatorade Arctic Blitz
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onlygodknowsimgood · 6 months
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When I was young, I never really understood my parents insistence to only use olive oil imported from Palestine. It took a long time and a great distance in a process that was neither cheap nor convenient. The oil came in old beat-up containers that did not look appealing to me at all. In my head, if they wanted to support distant family back home, they could just send them money and save us and them a big hassle. We could just use the nice looking olive oil containers from the nearby store. Yet, this was never an option in our household. The only olive oil we used at home was from Palestine.
‎As I grew up and started a student part-time job, I worked with olive oil a little. I knew all about olive oil imported from Spain, Italy, and other countries. I knew which ones were better and more expensive. I also learned to tell, based on the pungent taste, which ones were extra virgin. I was tempted to use my employee discount to bring home one of the fancy bottles and use at our kitchen. I could not get myself to do it, and I did not exactly know why. I felt like it would be disrespectful to my parents even if it didn’t make sense to me. It did not feel right. It was not an option.
‎After living in Palestine for a year during the olive picking season, something changed. The olive picking season in Palestine is holy.
‎Palestinians relate to the weather based on how it would benefit or harm the olives. There is well-known unspoken rule about treating olive trees with respect. There is a day off from work just to pick olives. On public transportation, it is not unusual to hear someone on the phone telling their friend to stop by for their share of this year’s olive oil stored in what used to be a Coca-Cola or a liquor bottle. A driver will stop in the middle of the way to give his brother- in- law a jar of olives that are so close to one another that they start to crush showing their insides.
‎In Nablus, the owner of the Nabulsi soap factory takes pride in how picky he is about getting his olive oil. He insists on filling a cup to let me smell how authentic it is and smirks as he sees my diasporic facial expressions transform in appreciation of its strong smell running through all of my brain cells.
‎I started noticing how olive oil is an essential part of so many dishes. “Palestinians drink more olive oil than water” I would jokingly say and they would laugh in agreement. Olive oil is truly an everyday ritual.
‎They fantasize about its color when it’s fresh and remind me that it starts to change as it reacts with oxygen over time. They dip their bread into olive oil, just like that and without any additions, and enjoy it more than the sweetest of all foods. I can guarantee that every lunch invitation (عزومة) I received during the olive-picking season was a chance for my hosts to share their olive oil using Msakhan (a traditional Palestinian dish).
‎I now have a deeper understanding of the psychology behind the burning of olive trees by Israeli soldiers and why farmers moan at the scene as if they lost a loved one.
‎Wherever you are, if it’s accessible to you, make sure your olive oil is Palestinian. Your ancestors would want that.
- Dima Seelawi
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corporrealism · 2 months
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Reclining Nude | 20x16 in. | oil on panel.
a continued exploration of body hair and my own queer identity
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elixir · 4 months
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Moonrise Phyllis Shafer — 2015 oil on canvas
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dumpstercryptid · 4 months
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for those who would like to support Palestinian olive farmers, equal exchange has Palestine-sourced olive oil! they're an amazing worker owned co-op that works closely with local farmers to support sustainability and pay fair wages.
i frankly cannot afford it, but i know some folks can and would like to get some. it comes in packs of 6 bottles, so if you can get 6 friends together, each person can pay for one bottle!
they also have some of the most delicious coffee and hot cocoa mixes that i've ever gotten, and the same approach applies. given how horrific farming and labor practices are in both of those industries, i highly recommend supporting them and getting some amazing products in return if you can afford it.
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hrknk · 16 days
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trying new staff. part 02: oil pastel.
yesterday, unplanned, I bought oil pastels. I don’t expect anything. I am in LOVE 💘 First Thistle is just oil pastels and some pencils, second is oil pastel with white spirit and some pencils. It's very fun and easy and fast and fun 💖
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phantomrose96 · 23 days
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My sort of maybe embarrassing “late to the game” thing I’m learning now is how to tell if oil has gone bad.
I feel like most other foods have obvious visual tells like mold or they end up smelling foul and obviously bad. But I was googling about oil and the internet says “if it smells like crayons, it’s bad” which would not have been my first guess. And I tested it out on my somewhat old sesame oil and was like “by god, I would describe this as smelling like crayons”
Anyway protip if your old oil smells kinda like crayons it’s probably no good 🖍️
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bebx · 8 months
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strawberries | raspberries | currants | cherries
— by Virginia Granberry (1831-1921)
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epilepticsaints · 1 year
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bebs-art-gallery · 7 months
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The Knight of the Flowers (1894)
— by Georges Rochegrosse
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noahverrier · 5 months
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My oil painting of home made Uncrustables
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cosmos-kitty · 30 days
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Here's the finished artwork since the video doesn't do the up-close textures justice, pretty happy with this for my first proper go at oil pastels 🌈
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