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It must be Christmas because my family is driving me INSANE.
Andy Warhol gathering supplies (“props”) for his art
Benoit Challand
last day teaching kids art workshop
just the best.
by Sarah DeMulder
Vitamin D. Sunlight. Go outside. Get a good night of sleep. Not too good. Not shades drawn forever good. Not like you used to. Open the windows. Buy more houseplants. Breathe. Meditate. (One day, you will no longer be afraid of being alone with your...
(via Collage - Joseph Wells Portfolio - The Loop)
Wonderful project by Jordan Mummert
Rule # 12: Only three types of people tell the truth: kids, drunk people, and anyone who is pissed the fuck off.
Richard Pryor (via cool4thought)
Bespoke Font Build by Steve Hanzic
"Wheeler & Wilson’s High-Arm New Number Nine is the only perfect sewing machine for family use"—what that has to do with a tightrope-walking frog juggling swords and balls is beyond me. Late 19th century (via)
Animal Block Prints By Derrick Castle
Alexander Binder
Kinda weird to see this pic from Vice featured on the radar during the worst fires ever to hit NSW. Binder's work is truly gorgeous.
Dozens gathered at the quaint community room under the Fitzroy football ground grandstand to farewell Mark ‘Chopper’ Read this afternoon.
There was no coffin. In its place, at the notorious Melbourne criminal’s request, was a nondescript laundry basket filled with dirty clothes and brandishing the message: “Could someone take care of this for me please. Thank you very much. Chop.”
Oh Luke.