Cindy Sherman - Untitled #311 (1994)

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Cindy Sherman - Untitled #311 (1994)
Alex Chilton, Photographed by William Eggleston
Bakery in a gentrified neighborhood called Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Challah)
Saw a street sign while walking this morning that read Ibis Way, but from a distance I thought it read ‘This Way’ and I was momentarily intrigued.
This is how the fae will get me, probably.
Paul Thivier, Garden Scene with Statuary, c.1853
Jenny Holzer, Marquees, 1993
I liked this post, scrolled for like another minute before I went “SHIT FUCK SHIT” and scrolled back to reblog it
I always reblog this one when I see it on my dash. When someone posts their own art, writing, or music here they are really hoping you will share it.
to whom am I squeaking
the echoes of a player
my daily affirmation as an author
Arthur Tress, "Boy with Root Hands, New York, New York"
from the series The Dream Collector (1971),
Photo by Ksenya Gurshtein/Hyperallergic
“Are the Redwall Mice Protestants” -the greatest thread in the history of forums, locked by a moderator after 12,239 pages of heated debate
“Woods are not like other spaces. To begin with, they are cubic. Their trees surround you, loom over you, press in from all sides. Woods choke off views & leave you muddled & without bearings. They make you feel small & confused & vulnerable, like a small child lost in a crowd of strange legs. Stand in a desert or prairie & you know you are in a big space. Stand in the woods and you only sense it. They are vast, featureless nowhere. And they are alive.” ― Bill Bryson