Buk, by Abe Frajndlich, 1985
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Buk, by Abe Frajndlich, 1985
Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.
Charles Bukowski (via what-strange-lives-we-live)
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watercolor and acrylic on canvas
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"and when love came to us twice and lied to us twice we decided to never love again that was fair fair to us and fair to love itself. we ask for no mercy or no miracles; we are strong enough to live and to die and to kill flies, attend the boxing matches, go to the racetrack, live on luck and skill, get alone, get alone often, and if you can’t sleep alone be careful of the words you speak in your sleep; and ask for no mercy no miracles; and don’t forget: time is meant to be wasted, love fails and death is useless.”
Charles Bukowski - What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire (via misskloot)
Find what you love and let it kill you.
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Illustration inspired by Charles Bukowski’s poem “Metamorphosis.”
Ink on Illustration Board 15x20 February 2014
At my favorite bar in Boston, naturally.
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
Charles Bukowski
“those who escape hell however never talk about it and nothing much bothers them after that.”
Charles Bukowski (via blackistheonlycolor)