by Richard Anuszkiewicz

Product Placement
Fai_Ryy
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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The Bright Sessions
The Bowery Presents
Game of Thrones Daily
taylor price

ellievsbear
occasionally subtle

roma★
Cosimo Galluzzi

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bliss lane
Phantogram Three
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@lilthey
by Richard Anuszkiewicz
Miami bedroom of Lenny Kravitz designed by Architröpolis; 1999.
The Gates of Hell is a monumental sculptural group work by French artist Auguste Rodin that depicts a scene from “The Inferno”, the first section of Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy.
remember to bury the dead with a phone, everyone. these days the ferry terminal at the river styx wants you to download a fucking app
Mark Rothko, No. 2, 1967
© 1998 Kate Rothko Prizel & Christopher Rothko/Artists Rights Society (ARS)
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
— Mikko Harvey, from For M (via lunamonchtuna)
The Mermaid Fountain in Urayasu, Japan
Carlos Sainz, GQ Magazine - Ferrari
Knit t-shirt $510 by Ferrari. Helmet, his own.
Mark Rothko, Untitled (Green on blue), 1968
© 1998 Kate Rothko Prizel & Christopher Rothko/Artists Rights Society (ARS)
Zhiyong Jing, Insomnia
Love is in the Air by Hugo von Schreck
The plum you're going to eat next summer
by Gayle Brandeis
The plum you’re going to eat next summer doesn’t exist yet; its potential lives inside a tree you’ll never see in an orchard you’ll never see, will be touched by a certain number of water droplets before it reaches you, by certain angles of light, by a finite amount of bugs and dust motes and hands you’ll never know. The plum you are going to eat next summer will gather sugar, gather mass, will harden at its center so it can soften toward your mouth. The plum you’re going to eat next summer doesn’t know you exist. The plum you are going to eat next summer is growing just for you.
Robert Barry, Something which is very near in place and time, but not yet known to me, February 6, 1971
March 2025
Photography by Li Hui
Michael Jantzen: Blue Sky Drones