crochet tapestry i made based on kerin cunningham's original t-shirt design!!! took over a year for me to make and it's almost 6ft tall :)
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crochet tapestry i made based on kerin cunningham's original t-shirt design!!! took over a year for me to make and it's almost 6ft tall :)
the western conifer seed beetle. commonly found in kings county, washington.
the silent voice by gerald moira (1898)
thrift store angel
Drag icon Divine wearing a Zandra Rhodes toga dress photo by Peter Warner 1980 (pic via @ Zandra_Rhodes on Twitter)
Marjorie Cameron doing Tai-Chi with a sword in her back yard.
Toward the end of her life, Cameron started focusing mainly on her family, particularly her grandchildren, and close friends. Her spirituality continued, taking part in group Tai-chi classes and becoming interested in neo-shamanistic practices; yet she always considered herself a devoted practitioner of Thelema.
Marjorie Cameron (1922–1995)
Au hasard Bresson (1967) dir. Theodor Kotulla
Robert Bresson en el rodaje de "Mouchette"
strange guests at the great northern watch over me
But the face before her now, which she was looking at with such a fierce tenderness, left her as untroubled as a glimpse of her own caught in the single looking-glass in her home. And that indeed was what is seemed to be — a mysterious double of her own face, but a thousand times dearer, because she knew, without needing a mirror to tell her that, on certain days (when, for example, Madame’s mockery suddenly searched out the painful spot and the terrible flush ‘rose to her cheeks and her chin trembled before she started to sob) she hated and despised her face.
Mouchette (1937) by Georges Bernanos
Marjorie Cameron, Bat Fossil, 1958
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untitled (white gouache figure), ca. 1960 / marjorie cameron