John Galliano’s Spring/Summer 1986 “Fallen Angels”
todays bird
Jules of Nature
One Nice Bug Per Day
$LAYYYTER
Cosimo Galluzzi
cherry valley forever
Sweet Seals For You, Always
KIROKAZE
occasionally subtle
Show & Tell
Three Goblin Art
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Game of Thrones Daily
trying on a metaphor

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John Galliano’s Spring/Summer 1986 “Fallen Angels”
Photography by Xuebing Du
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2023
COLLECT PHYSICAL MEDIA
SAVE RECEIPTS AS ROOM DECOR
READ AND REREAD AND REREAD AND REREAD
LOSE YOUR PHONE
ORANGE
LOSE AMBITION
KILL THE SHAME MAN
DANCE IN THE KITCHEN
WINE AND ESSAYS
BUSES ARE ALIVE
11. EXAMINE BUGS
12. DO NOT FALL PREY TO THE SITUATIONSHIP
13. EMBRACE COMPETITION BUT RESIST COMPARISON
14. NO ONE IS WATCHING
15. ELECTRICITY IS A LIVING BODY
16. MARTYRDOM IS A COWARDS DREAM
17. VALUE UNKNOWING
18. ASSIST THE EARTH IN DECREATION
19. WE ARE ALL GOING FORWARD
20. NONE OF US ARE GOING BACK
Finishing up my september-november journal O:-)
RÉGIME DES FLEURS “CHLOË SEVIGNY: LITTLE FLOWER” EAU DE PARFUM . notes: black tea, bleeding heart, blackcurrant bud, peony, palo santo incense, pomelo, honeysuckle & ottoman rose absolute
AYDEMIR SAIDOV - Sleeping beauty (detail)
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“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
—
Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (Hogarth Press, 1931)
Handwritten draft of one of the last poems of Sylvia Plath ‘Sheep in Fog’
The hills step off into whiteness. People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
i-D Magazine
The Beautiful Issue, Winter 2014
Shot by Harley Weir
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