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i hate this website for this
I’ve just discovered my new favorite painter, Vittorio Reggianini - those smarter than myself probably already know of him as an Italian painter from the 1800s who made satin look even satiny-er than satin. I just cannot get over how much he loved painting women who were NOT. HAVING. A. MAN’S. SHIT.
But there was one hottie that everyone seemed to like, and I can’t blame them…
Vittorio knows what the ladies like.
I’m pretty sure that the women in the background of the third picture are looking at a “lewd” painting. They were sometimes kept by upper class homes in the 1800s. They were kept hidden behind a curtain and only viewed for *ahem* “recreational purposes”. So basically, those ladies are looking at porn while their friend blithely humours Bouffant McShinypants.
This dude was an art god at 2 things:
1. Satin
1. Ladies leaning on a chair making a “can you believe this shit?” face
and I’m here to admire both
am i constantly tired? yes.
but am i staying awake when i should be sleeping? also yes.
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GOD FUCKING BLESS YOU INSOMNIAC HOLY SHIT 1080P FULL HD MAYMAYS
When you openly admit you don’t care about decency.
I’m always afraid of opening up when my mind is louder than my heart; afraid of what the monsters will let slip. I want to get the story out, but I keep swallowing my words and they crumble before I can put them down on paper.
Joshua Greenaway (via purplebuddhaquotes)