Delusions of Grandiosity

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THE VVITCH: A New-England Folktale, 2015 dir. Robert Eggers Witches Sabbath, 1789 / Witches Flight, 1798 by Francisco de Goya

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everything in nature looks like a vagina, and everything man made looks like a penis. you compensating, you compensating hard

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I scrolled back up because I needed this on my blog

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Despite All My Chub I Am Still Just A Rat In A Tub

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Tearer of the Veil by Carolyn Hamilton-Giles

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Africa playing from another room Toto

[0uroboring]

i feel like i bumped into my 80s jock soulmate in the kitchen and our eyes lock in slow-mo while the high school party in the basement rages on showing no sign of ending badly

[centuriespast]

Vincent van GOGH,  Peasant Woman by the Fireplace March-April 1885, Nuenen Oil on canvas on panel, 29 x 40 cm Musée d'Orsay, Paris

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Entang Wiharso’s metal relief wall sculptures are crafted from aluminum, car paint, pigment, resin, and other materials, offering the Indonesian artist’s surreal narratives. See more on HiFructose.com. 

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Ralph Goings May 9, 1928 – September 4, 2016

Everything I paint is something I want to see painted — ordinary, everyday things and places. I guess I have a rather romantic fascination with diners and cafes and the people who eat and work in them… the truck series came first … as seen near fast food eateries; then viewed through windows of cafes, inside looking out. Once inside, my attention switched to the eatery interiors and the people inside; then finally, I began to concentrate on the countertop arrangements of condiments and food. My fascination with the condiment containers lies in the way light plays on them.

Why photorealism?

If the painting and the photograph were placed side by side one can readily see (I would hope) that, though they both depict the same slice of reality, they are not the same. I guess I might compare it, in my case, to the difference between a musical manuscript (a work of art) and the performance (also a work of art). Perhaps what I’m doing is making one work of art in order to make another. Sounds pretty lofty and highfalutin doesn’t it?

Really Real Photorealism

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