A shout into the void

Beth, twenty something from London. Fine Art Student. My art blog is bethosullivanart. Feel free to message me for a chat or advice.

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culturenlifestyle:

Stunning Hand Painted Tights Mimic Tattoo Designs on the Skin

Bulgarian designer Silvana Ilieva design stunning hand painted tights, influenced by ancient Asian techniques. Inspired by animal and floral imagery, Ilieva offers her unique designs on her Etsy shop called Tattoo Tights TATUL.

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[melisica]

[kohler]

Powder rooms are the perfect place to make a bold statement and share your personal style.

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[cluster123456]

“Ring for Two” by conceptual jeweler Otto Künzli — 1980.

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The Garden Igloo, allowing you to enjoy the outdoors all year round.

[lovemakesyouwonder]

[deceptivelips]

(18+)

[madamspeaker]

The Force is strong in the Crawley family (x)

[1000drawings]

by  Conrad Roset

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[glorfindeled]

The Great Gatsby (2013) - “One of Baz’s main design directives for the look and feel of this particular movie was that he didn’t want a nostalgic, sepia-toned New York City of the 1920s. He wanted the New York we created to feel as vibrant, modern, and cutting-edge as it would have felt to Fitzgerald in 1922.“ - Catherine Martin, Production Designer

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[mrs-homeandliving]

I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…You are a shit.

Frida Kahlo

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the bullshit hades had to put up with in this movie….can’t really blame him

[davidjablow]

all works by David Jablow

[inkskinned]

you should call your mom back, and apologize, even if you’re not sure why  you’re sorry, just that you have been, for awhile now,  just sorry  tell her that your stove caught on fire the first time you actually used it, laugh, tell her “actually, you were right, i have no idea  how to cook,” text your best friend back, i know she and you are growing apart  but it’s okay, not all gaps are  impossible to tread across tell her that last night you ate so much you felt like you were going to explode  sixteen cups of spinach because  it was all that was left in the fridge and  calories don’t count if they’re vegetables say, “i have no idea why i bought it, i hate that shit,” invite her over to eat ice cream next time instead. make the bed. take a shower. shave your legs or your head, whichever makes you feel less burdened. don’t message your ex. i know you’re lonely in a way that is icing your blood so your  heart is stuttering in your chest instead write a letter to your grandmother you know she loves them and besides she gets lonely, too, maybe she’ll explain how to survive to you, say, “hey, it’s been a while  i’m on my own now, but grandma, i think i’m kinda getting the hang of this, so thanks for watching out for us kids.” go to sleep, my love. everything seems better in the morning sun.

twenty-somethings with empty wallets // r.i.d (via inkskinned)