Y para terminar hace 116 años del nacimiento del gran Albert Romolo Brocoli. #EfemeridesBond #albertrbroccoli #cubby #jamesbond #productor
Y para terminar hace 116 años del nacimiento del gran Albert Romolo Brocoli. #EfemeridesBond #albertrbroccoli #cubby #jamesbond #productor
soul bottles and innocuous books
#Green #Brown #Bottles #Books #Glass #Vintage #Apothecary #Antique #Rustic #WoodenShelf #Curiosity #Mysterious #Collection #Old-fashioned #Cubby #Nostalgic
#Img2img #AiArt #AiArtists #AiArtCommunity #StableDiffusion
in real life: https://aieris.art/featured/soul-bottles-and-innocuous-books-eris-and-ai.html
Sadly I'm going to have to dismantle this soon. Kid's all grown up and the timber floor probably isn't safe any more for neighbours' kids.
I built it in our pepper tree with all recycled timber - pallets etc - back in 2012. We really like it and when I shared a pic with #TerryDenton on social media he liked it too 🥰
#13storeytreehouse #treehouse #cubby #gardening #natureplay
Michael y Barbara: Óscar Honorífico https://acortar.link/TlMq5Z El premio que recibió Cubby hace 42 años
#JamesBond #MichaelGWilson #BarbaraBroccoli #Cubby #CubbyBroccoli #oscar #GovernorsAwards #Archivo007 #ClubArchivo007
I don't know what you heard about me. #Bear #bearcommunity #cubbydaddy #Cub #Cubby #cuddlebuddy #Cuddle #CuddleCub #LGBT #Nonbinary #Pride
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25 years ago, today, Hubert “Cubby” Selby Jr. wrote a thank-you letter to Nick Tosches, sharing appreciation for stunning/touching text Tosches presented to Cubby on the occasion of the latter’s 70th birthday. Text about which the elder Cubby noted, “I have never read such a beautifully constructed and written document in my life.”
Tosches passed in 2019, mere months before the pandemic kicked off (the world missed out on hearing his thoughts on humanity failing itself repeatedly and so blatantly over the last three years), with Cubby’s letter framed and having lived for years on Tosches’ bedroom wall. Via mutual appreciation for these word masters, Tosches’ best friend subsequently gifted the letter to me; the letter lives on, in the same frame, adorning my own bedroom wall—the only item dressing up those four light-grey-blue walls (a distinction previously held by Bosch's "Garden of Earthly Delights").
Cubby gave it to Nick. Nick gave it to Austin. Austin gave it to me. Why me?
When I was approached about receiving this, I was confused, questioning my place in this timeline’s narrative; anxious as though I was given an eternal appointment to guard a holy relic, a distal phalanx of Christ—certainly from a middle finger.
In the subsequent years, the world hasn’t ended. So, if any existential power resides in or around this document, I’m either doing this right or wrong in the context of some grand myth...but most logically, it doesn’t matter what I do.
Yet, on this, the letter’s 9,131st day of existence, I “hope this finds you well and happy and enjoying the Blessings of Life.”