i see the stars.

AUGIE GALLAGHER // FLORIST // THIRTY - FOUR // REINCARNATION OF VINCENT VAN GOGH

[faerieannabelle]

Van Gogh at MoMA 🎨

[vincentvangogh-art]

The unsatisfied need for kindness and sympathy - that is what’s hard to bear.

Vincent Van Gogh (via vincentvangogh-art)

[dayman-ahahah]

[augie-gallagher]

high-society-hannah

“I love flowers” Hannah smiled looking at them again. “I always get so sad when they eventually start to wilt. “ She added before hearing his explanation of what had happened. Her eyes widened slightly at how people could be. “That’s an incredibly impolite way to break up. I can understand her being upset. I’m glad the flowers are okay though. I feel bad for her. I didn’t realize how intense the job could be” Hannah smiled looking at him. “I’m Hannah”

Chirping in with his overabundance of plant-maintenance knowledge, Augie mentioned, “I mean, there’s a lot of ways to preserve flowers - hairspray’ll usually get the job done, so will pressing them; or you could make potpourri, put them in soaps, candles - plus, that’s not even considering that some flowers are edible. But I usually just use the dead stuff to make fertilizer, ‘cause flowers are kind of similar enough to stars that I figure that’s the best way for them to go.” While speaking, his eyes wandered from the debris on his shirt sleeve to the expanse of blue sky above, feeling the familiar tug of longing for the distant gleam of stars in the night. Sighing, he turned his attention back to the young woman, agreeing, “I feel crummy for her too, ‘cause like, I have a ton of freckles, so the scratches’ll probably blend in by tomorrow, but heart scratches...those are pretty rough.” 

“Anyways, happy to meet you, Hannah - I’m Augie.”

[augie-gallagher]

notsodarling-adrien

Adrien felt relieved that the other man hadn’t sneezed, mostly because he never knew if saying bless you was appropriate or not. It seemed like the thing you say whenever someone sneezes and yet he had been told off by a devil worshiper once upon a time, but he didn’t really get that vibe from the florist sitting next to him. “I see,” said Adrien, “that sounds really intense.” Adrien had never been dumped or divorced, but he hoped that if it were to happen that the other person would have the decency to do it face to face. His brother seemed the type to send a singing telegram, but he was probably exaggerating. “Honestly, though. That’s a really dick move on the buyers part. I’d be a little peeved if someone used my services to deliver divorce papers. Modern day Trojan horse.”

“Trojan horse. Holy shit, I’ve been trying to figure out what that delivery felt like for the last three minutes - but yeah, I’m gonna be a decent person and shove the papers in the buyer’s mailbox or something, but if he thinks he’s getting a refund despite being that much of a dick, he’s got another thing coming.” 

While Augie took a brief mental pause from his slightly irritated muttering, he felt another statement bubbling up - one that couldn’t be supressed, and quite frankly, one that seemingly came out of nowhere. “It’s just like, a complete disregard of the art form! Setting up something to be hated or poorly received - I mean, yeah, it’s just flowers, nothing close to spectacular, but that bouquet was a thing that a person put time into creating, so someone else could hopefully feel something nice and this absolute motherf-”

“Agh, nope...don’t know where that came from but I’m not goin’ there, not gonna get weird about it. I dunno...It’s just-” Augie sighed, shrugging at the other man on the bench, “frustrating.”

[augie-gallagher]

halloween costumes + augie gallagher

happy little trees? spooky little trees? happy little spooky trees?

(going as Bob Ross, most known for his show, The Joy of Painting)

[augie-gallagher]

thcmasbeckett

Eyes glued on the page — fourth paragraph, second sentence, to be precise — the rumbling sound of wheels approaching drove Thomas to raise his gaze. The sight admittedly caused his lips to lightly curl into a smile — it was the first time he was a flower cart. He was about to focus his attention back onto his reading when the owner of the cart spoke. Thomas looked around for a moment, making sure the other man was actually talking to him. “I— Thanks? I mean, they’re not the circumstances under which I saw myself receiving flowers–” truthfully, he didn’t mean the comment. He’d never been into the whole… dating thing– “either way, it’s nice.”

“Wait, why did you have flowers thrown at you?”

Awkwardly, Augie twisted his limbs to give a bashful shrug, remarking, “Growing flowers and giving them to people makes me pretty happy, so, uh, you’re welcome.” However, the small and lopsided smile he wore quickly morphed into an expression of sincere concentration, with a little bit of honest confusion sprinkled on top. “I actually don’t know - sometimes I get little clues when people throw bouquets at me, the ground, whatever, but this old lady just kinda scowled at them and-” he concluded, punctuating the statement with the proper hand motion, and a nonchalant sigh. “Might’ve been a bee, doesn’t matter too much now.” 

“But backtracking a little bit - when you say, ‘not the usual circumstances for receiving flowers’... you don’t like, receive flowers every day, right? ‘Cause I’m gonna be really honest and say that I have no idea who you are, and I usually do okay when it comes to remembering names and faces.”

[crossconnectmag]

Van Gogh’s World Seen Through the Perspective of a Tilt-Shift Lens

Despite our humble opinion that Vincent van Gogh’s works are stunning as is, we were pleasantly entertained by the simple shift in focus made to his paintings by Reddit user melonshade. By placing the works into Photoshop and adding a bit of blur to the painting’s backgrounds, they were able to bring a new perspective to the century-old images, simulating the effect of a tilt-shift lens.

Melonshade’s interventions were inspired by image manipulations previously created by Serena Maylon on Artcyclopedia. You can also view Maylon’s altered works on Imgur. Thanks Colossal

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[augie-gallagher]

notsodarling-adrien

Although he was typically not one for people watching, it was difficult for Adrien to ignore the man currently heading down the sidewalk. With a cart full of flowers dragging behind him, the stranger looked a mess and Adrien couldn’t look away. His gaze was firm, so much in fact that it took a moment for him to realize that he was being addressed, "Oh,“ Adrien said softly, his hand reaching for the flowers without giving much thought to the offer, "Thank you?" They flopped around in his hand as he checked them out, "They’re nice–” he turned abruptly at the man’s comment, “why would someone throw these at you?” He examined the flowers once more, “they seem fine to me.”

After halting momentarily to combat a sneeze, Augie rubbed the corners of his eyes before responding, “It was more on the guy who ordered the flowers than the bouquet itself, ‘cause he asked me to deliver a Hallmark card or whatever with the arrangement, and I do stuff like that all the time, so it wasn’t a big deal. I get to the delivery address, ring the bell, and hand over the card and flowers to the person at the door. Everything’s cool until he opens up the envelope and sees divorce papers that I guess the other dude has been trying to get him to sign?” Heaving a shrug, he continued, “I think he just meant to give me the flowers back, but he was really fired up in the moment so the bouquet got some air.”

[augie-gallagher]

high-society-hannah

The day seemed beautiful and to be honest, ever since moving to Norbury, Hannah hated being stuck inside like she was back in New York still. This whole thing felt freeing. Before she knew it though, someone had sat next to her on the bench. “ Oh?” Hannah replied looking at the flowers. “They’re very pretty still. Why were they thrown?”

Augie beamed, “Thanks, I’m glad you like ‘em!” His spirits could always be lifted by a sincere compliment of his gardening ability, and he was glad that the bouquet could be appreciated by someone, regardless of whether or not that someone was the originally-intended recipient. “So, a few days ago, this kid ordered flowers for his girlfriend, signed the card and everything, and that was it. But I guess he felt too awkward to break up with her in person, so he put the ‘it’s not you’ thing down and when she read it, I dunno, her reflexes did something weird, so-” with a vague sweeping motion, Augie gestured from the pollen in his hair to the flowers in the girl’s hand.

[reawakened-rp]

CONTENT WARNING: Death (gunshot/suicide), depression, epilepsy, body mutilation, drug abuse, self medication

BASIC INFORMATION:

Name: August “Augie” Gallagher Age: Thirty-Four Occupation: Florist Sexuality: Grey-Asexual (Panromantic)

ABOUT PAST LIFE:

Vincent Van Gogh (March 30, 1853 - July 29, 1890) was a Dutch post-impressionist painter who, despite struggling with grim mental illness, produced many works of art now cherished for their emotion, color, and beauty. While Vincent was seen as austere, he found some warmth in the realm of art. Art was his comfort when he was denied the opportunity to become a minister, as well as when his various romantic entanglements ended sourly. After traveling through Europe, Van Gogh came to Paris to live with his brother, where he began officially dedicating himself to painting. However, his physical and psychological health declined rapidly as he began self-medicating - eating paint, drinking absinthe and turpentine. It is during this time that he infamously cut off his ear, and offered it as a show of affection to a prostitute. Following this incident, he promptly began a trend of coming and going from various hospitals and asylums - the emotional turmoil in which pieces such as “Irises” and “Starry Night” were created. On July 27, 1890, Van Gogh shot himself, dying two days later with his brother by his side.

CHARACTER HISTORY:

Augie really wasn’t what his parents were expecting. His parents were both business professionals who hadn’t planned on starting a family, but even after the two adapted for their roles as new parents, they still weren’t prepared for August. They especially struggled when they found no textbook answer to “How to get your child to stop eating paint” and “Why does my four-year-old keep trying to sleep outside?” Parenting became even more complicated after Augie turned six. He started having severe sleep disturbances; he’d groan, jolt awake, feel nauseous, and experience instances of warped spacial perception, or mood swings. Over time, these disturbances progressed to include a loss of awareness, blank staring, lip-smacking, and eventually, convulsions. A neurologist diagnosed Augie with Temporal Lobe Epilepsy, wrote the necessary prescription, and that was that. He took his medication every day, kept a regular sleep schedule, and avoided high-stress situations - but kept it private, feeling that, while a lot of him was interesting-weird, his epilepsy was a messy-weird.

All things considered, Augie did pretty well in school. He relentlessly pursued an education in art while in high school, taking it all four years despite the mountains of criticism his work garnered from the various art teachers. It wasn’t until he began abusing hallucinogens and prescription opiods that his education hit a snag. Often, Augie would feel like the world was this beautiful, loving place that he was looking up at, and it was amazing to observe, but the beauty and the warmth wasn’t something he was apart of. He couldn’t get there on his own, so he turned to drugs that could. Augie avoided crashes by napping before the onset of them, but then he slept through having to take his medication, and experienced a sudden and aggressive seizure as a result. After a trip to the ER, and a very uncomfortable talk with his parents, Augie was transferred to a youth addiction treatment facility. He didn’t mind it there, but he missed the honest messiness of the real world. Through tutors and online schooling, Augie managed to finish high school, but that was it as far as formal education went.

After forgoing college, he gathered up every penny he’d ever saved, to buy an old farmhouse in Norbury, Oregon. Sure, there were only like, five maps that even suggested that Norbury could be a real town, but surrounded by nature and void of notable drug traffic, it had everything that Augie was looking for. With an admiration for nature, and especially a love for gardening, he opened Gallagher’s Flowers five months after moving to Norbury. Catering to just about any plant-related need, Augie cheerfully operates out of his greenhouse, and a little less cheerfully out of his flower cart when he has to make deliveries, which can be time consuming and exhausting for someone who isn’t able to have a license. Deliveries make him a little grumpy as a result, because Norbury may be a small town, but it’s still on a mountain and the slopes are a pain.

OUT OF CHARACTER:

Past Life: Vincent Van Gogh ○ FC: Charlie Day ○ Status: Closed (custom character)

[augie-gallagher]

blue. 

for augie gallagher - when the nights aren't as starry as they ought to be.

1. coma white - marilyn manson

“a pill to make you numb / a pill to make you dumb / a pill to make you anybody else / but all the drugs in this world / won’t save her him from herself himself.”

2. i need some sleep - eels

"i need some sleep / i can't go on like this / i tried counting sheep / but there's one i always miss / everyone says i'm getting down too low / everyone says 'you just got to let it go' / you just got to let it go / you just got to let it go."

3. cool kids (cover by sofia karlberg) - echosmith

"and he says... / 'i wish that i could be like the cool kids / cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in / i wish that i could be like the cool kids / like the cool kids.'"

4. like real people do - hozier

"i knew that look dear / eyes always seeking / was there in someone / that dug long ago / so i will not ask you / why you were creeping / in some sad way i already know / i will not ask you where you came from / i would not ask and neither would you / honey just put your sweet lips on my lips / we should just kiss like real people do."

5. happy - mother mother

"ask me if i’m happy one more time / i’ll give you a reply if you give me your eye / i'll leave you with an itty bitty hole / well it’s nothing like the one inside my soul / it’s nothing like the canyon of my heart / well at least i got some room to fall apart / yeah, ask me if I’m happy i’ll tell you what / happy is a diamond in the rough / happy it ain’t enough."

6. you only tell me you love me when you’re drunk - pet shop boys

"what's the meaning / when you speak with so much feeling? / is it over when you're sober? / is it junk? / you only tell me you love me when you're drunk."

7. oblivion - bastille

"when oblivion / is calling out your name / you always take it further / than i ever can."

8. safe and sound (feat. the civil wars) - taylor swift

"i remember you said, 'don't leave me here alone' / but all that's dead and gone and passed tonight / just close your eyes / the sun is going down / you'll be all right / no one can hurt you now / come morning light / you and i'll be safe and sound."

9. colors (stripped) - halsey

"everything is blue / his pills, his hands, his jeans / and now i’m covered in the colors / pulled apart at the seams / and it's blue / and it's blue. / everything is grey / his hair, his smoke, his dreams / and now he's so devoid of color / he don’t know what it means / and he's blue / and he's blue."

10. my understandings - of mice & men

"i don't mind if you're overrated / or if you're staring at the edge of the world / but keep in mind that i'm a sore eye / with blurry vision / but i can see / yeah, it has to be you, love / that I've been dreaming of..."

11. kitchen sink - twenty one pilots

"are you searching for purpose? / then write something, yeah it might be worthless / then paint something, and it might be wordless / pointless curses, nonsense verses / you'll see purpose start to surface / no one else is dealing with your demons, meaning / maybe defeating them could be the beginning of your meaning, friend...”

“go away, go away / go away, go away / leave me alone / leave me alone / leave me alone / leave me alone / leave me alone / don't leave me alone."

12. hospital for souls - bring me the horizon

"the days are a death wish / a witch hunt for an exit / i am powerless / the fragile, the broken / sit in circles and stay unspoken / we are powerless... why explore the universe / when we don't know ourselves? / there's an emptiness inside our heads / that no-one dares to dwell...” 

“hold me close, don't let go / watch me (burn) / in this hospital for souls."

yellow.

for augie gallagher - when the universe is as loving as it is lovely.

1. hey jude (performed by sir paul mccartney) - the beatles

"and anytime you feel the pain, hey jude, refrain / don't carry the world upon your shoulders / for well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool / by making his world a little colder...”

“hey jude, don't make it bad / take a sad song and make it better / remember to let her under your skin / then you'll begin to make it / better better better better better better, oh!"

2. somewhere only we know - keane

"i'm getting tired, and i need somewhere to begin / and if you have a minute, why don't we go / talk about it somewhere only we know? / this could be the end of everything / so why don't we go / somewhere only we know?"

3. stuck on you - new politics

"sing a song for me / love you endlessly / but i got a spell on me."

4. cinema (cover by jason evigan) - benny benassi 

"i never know what's coming / forever fascinated / hope you don't stop running / to me cause i'll always be waiting."

5. come a little closer - cage the elephant

"come a little closer, then you'll see / come on, come on, come on / things aren't always what they seem to be / come on, come on, come on / do you understand the things that you've been seeing? / come on, come on, come on / do you understand the things that you've been dreaming? / come a little closer, then you'll see."

6. laughter lines - bastille

"i'll see you in the future when we're older / and we are full of stories to be told / cross my heart and hope to die / i'll see you with your laughter lines."

7. floating - jape

"a lifetime is short / and death is so long / i don't believe in no heaven / i just hope that i'm wrong / i hope we're floating / i hope we're floating / cause watching the world / i don't understand / it just makes much more sense / with my hand in your hand / it feels like floating."

8. my heart goes bum bum bum - flatsound

"so when my body is bleeding i wont admit that this hurts / because admitting isn’t fixing so then what is it worth? / so to say you’re unhappy is like saying you’re sorry / it's nothing that i care to hear."

9. sleep like a baby tonight - U2

"you're gonna sleep like a baby tonight / in your dreams, everything is alright / tomorrow dawns like a suicide / but you're gonna sleep like a baby tonight."

10. yellow - coldplay

"look at the stars / look how they shine for you / and everything you do / yeah, they were all yellow...”

“your skin / oh, yeah, your skin and bones / turn into something beautiful / do you know, you know i love you so? / you know i love you so."

11. smile - mikky ekko

"time will eventually knock on my door / and tell me i'm not needed around any more / but he'll hold me so close at the end of the day / when i'm quiet i can nearly hear him say /'smile, the worst is yet to come / we'll be lucky if we ever see the sun / got nowhere to go / we could be here for a while / but the future is forever / the future is forever, so smile.'"

12. fellow feeling - porter robinson

"now please, hear what i hear see what i see."

[augie-gallagher]

With his free hand, Augie gingerly probed the scattered abrasions on his cheek and nose, cringing slightly while doing so. He tugged his flower-cart behind him, and pulled it to his side once he made it to the bench he’d been eyeing. Tiredly, he flopped onto the seat and looked through his list of scheduled deliveries, before acknowledging the other person on the bench. “Hey, if you want, you can have these,” he proposed, easily extending the vase-less bouquet. “They kind of got thrown at me-” Augie paused to give the flowers a one-over, ignoring the baby’s breath blossoms as they fell from his hair, “-but looks like they’re still in pretty good shape.”

[sociapathic]

At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that night is still more richly coloured than the day; having hues of the most intense violets, blues and greens. If only you pay attention to it you will see that certain stars are lemon-yellow, others pink or a green, blue and forget-me-not brilliance. And without my expatiating on this theme it is obvious that putting little white dots on the blue-black is not enough to paint a starry sky.

[ben-brnes]

The sadness will last forever.

[macbethheadband]

Charlie Kelly’s Unusual Attractiveness part 16/?

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