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Christian Rohlfs (German, 1849-1938), Rote Tulpen in Vase [Red tulips in a vase], 1910. Watercolour and gouache on smooth white cardboard, 47.8 x 63 cm.

[jamsoftheday]

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Jamie xx - Loud Places

Didn’t I take you to higher places you can’t reach without me?

[carving]

don’t date anyone. just become emotionally unavailable and work hard and get this money

[alyciadebnamcareys]

I loved dolls. My father could never forgive me for that. When I was eight years old, my father made me join a swim club. He’d been on the same club and he said that the things he learned in that locker room, were the things that made him the man that he is today. I hated that locker room. At that age, I was really uncomfortable with my body. I didn’t like to be naked. Especially in front of other boys. But you had to take a shower before you could go into the pool, so I would do it, but I would wear my suit and a t-shirt…and the boys would tease me but I would try to hurry, ignore them. It worked for a while and then one day it didn’t. I don’t know how it started but, I remember having this feeling that something bad was going to happen. I made the mistake of standing up for myself.  The hot water came from the same boiler that heated the radiator. I still have scars on my stomach from the second degree burns. That locker room might have made my father the man that he is, but it also made me the woman that I am. After that, I quit the swim club, quit trying to fit in, trying to be one of them. I knew I never would be, but more importantly, I didn’t want to be. 

[praial]

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Vincent van Gogh 1887-1889

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[laekitishu]

Behind the scenes of Brooklyn Nine-Nine by Nathaniel Wood for the Hollywood Reporter (more)

[thasoundsystem]

[d010216]

All of the 47 Slogans from the Outkast Tour (Part 2)

[jodiecomer]

[inhale-indie-vibes]

Wolf Alice // Bros

Jump that 43 Are you wild like me Raised by wolves and other beasts I tell you all the time I’m not mad

[5000letters]

I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… Not love at first sight exactly, but - familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.

Mhairi McFarlane (via 5000letters)

[coolfriendlygay-deactivated2018]

I don't listen to country music because I'm not aroused by tractors

[notwithhastex-deactivated201505]

This is fucking stupid lmao

[druidcity-blog]

looks like we got a tractor fucker here

[standbyphoenix]

I first met River Phoenix in 1990 in Gainesville, Florida. I’d flown down from New York City. I was shooting him for a magazine. I don’t remember which one. His family had this beautiful wild piece of land on the edge of a swamp. I was there for two days. We smoked pot, drank beer, climbed up to his tree house, swung on a rope, bounced on his trampoline and went on an alligator hunt just to spot one and we did. At night he and his band got together and jammed. It was this wonderful kind of Peter Pan fun time we had far far away from Hollywood.

Three years later Detour magazine contacted me to shoot River for their cover. At least they wanted to shoot him but couldn’t get him to agree. I was now living in Los Angeles and River was there shooting the last film he completed “The Thing Called Love”. Detour asked me to make this happen knowing I knew him. When I got River on the phone he asked if we could shoot photos but not for any magazines, just for fun. Which is probably the coolest gesture anyone has ever made to me. I told him I’d love to but it might be a bit awkward at this point. I promised him the shoot would be very low key and not some over the top celebrity production. He agreed. Because of his filming schedule we had to shoot at night. When he and his girlfriend at the time, actress Samantha Mathis, his co-star in “The Thing Called Love”, got to the studio I’d rented he seemed very worn out and a little edgy. Still very beautiful but the boyish carefree kid I met in Florida looked gaunt, sweaty and his skin was very broken out. It was quite a shift. He was still, though very much a gentle and kind hearted soul. When I got River in front of the camera after getting some make-up on him and choosing which clothes he’d wear I saw something going on with his face that I knew to be the affect of opiates. And it kind of floored me. Had not seen that in a long time. I had been a heroin addict for 8 years as a young adult and there is this thing that happens to your face, your muscles…   when all your features just seem to being hanging limp on your bones. And that’s very much what I recognized with River. It comes and goes, not a constant thing, but was very obvious to me.

The shoot itself was one of the most remarkable experiences I ever had photographing someone. River was stunning and fearless and without my having to direct him much, more like trying to keep up with him, he went from one amazing pose to another like a great improvisational dancer. And kept going and going…   so angelic at times and then raging at me to keep up… “Get this! Now this! What else can we do?” We wrapped it up about 2 or 3 AM. The last few shots we did were of him and Samantha. I shot these in June of 1993. It was his last formal portrait shoot. River passed in October of 1993. Shortly after the shoot I was hired by the producers of “The Thing Called Love” to shoot stills on set for two weeks. That was the last time I saw sweet River.

River by Michael Tighe. 

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