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everyone else was changing their url and I felt left out hehe

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milksockets

'ohne titel,' 2004 in kir royal - urs fischer (2004)

stardestroyerss

Oscar at the Frankenstein Press Conference in Venice

carvedhopeonmywrist

eternal ass june ive already reincarnated 10,000 lives this month

daily-batty-dose

rylandsgrace

That was the last sunrise I ever saw. Perhaps the kindest thing the dark gift has given me. // It was the last time I saw my brother. It was the last time I saw the sun. It was the only time I ever felt free.

Interview with the Vampire (2022 - ) // Sinners (2025)

themindmovement

“I’m just, you know, kind of happy in the doing of things. Even just having a great cup of coffee is happiness. Getting an idea, or realizing an idea. Working on a painting…working on a piece of sculpture, working on a film. One thing I noticed is that many of us, we do what we call work for a goal. For a result. And in the doing, it’s not that much happiness. And yet that’s our life going by. If you’re transcending every day, building up that happiness, it eventually comes to: it doesn’t matter what your work is. You just get happy in the work. You get happy in the little things and the big things. And if the result isn’t what you dreamed of, it doesn’t kill you, if you enjoyed the doing of it. It’s important that we enjoy the doing of our life.”

— David Lynch

spiralfucker

I don’t fucking know how to stop buying stupid black T shirts with shit I like on it

xanaxfarts

Weiner dog wearing armor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival (2002)

texaschainsawmascara

annakarenina

Did you know that the very first assembly of photographs in sequential order to create a motion picture was a two-second clip of a Black man on a horse? Yes, it was. Yes, it was. Look it up.

NOPE • 2022, dir. Jordan Peele

theweight

the next pope should be a cinephile

wulfhalls

martin scorsese

cat-rabbit

A Treasured Treasury of Beloved Characters (2024).

Wool felt, cotton lawn, strawboard, embroidery & poly cotton thread, recycled PET stuffing, armature wire, plastic eyes.

Here is a collection of characters I met when I was small, all of whom have stayed with me every day since. They are housed, stitched and squished in this felt book, akin to their arrangement in my brain.

Posters available here.