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Andreas Feininger. studies of the structure of natural objects.

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Not today Justin
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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firsttimeuser:
Andreas Feininger. studies of the structure of natural objects.
elliemakesmusic:
selfsamewoman:
Robots in Disguise - Turn it Up
I woke up weak today, and needing your voice.
I love this song a lot. It’s usually first on any mix tapes I make. It is about loving music. I’ve seen it live three or four times. It makes me jump up and down. I really enjoy it. These are short sentences.
my favourite robot song.
poptartriots:
Frida Kahlo, dressed like a man in her family photo.
archiveofaffinities:
Nils Ole Lund, The Tower of Babel, After 1970
ladyislingering:
Pink magazine, 1974.
jeyradan:
“Don’t forget me.” “Oh, Sarah. Don’t you forget me.” “Bye, Doctor. You know… travel really does broaden the mind.” “Yes. Until we meet again, Sarah.”
unnaturalist:
by Santiago Caruso
blua:
Hyper-Ballad by Björk
oldhollywood:
Luis Buñuel, Salvador Dali, and (sister) Ana Maria Dali, circa 1929 (via)
“As a young man, [Salvador Dali] was totally asexual, and forever making fun of friends who fell in love or ran after women - until the day he lost his virginity to Gala & wrote me a 6-page letter detailing, in his own inimitable way, the pleasures of carnal love.
(Gala’s the only woman he ever really made love to. Of course, he’s seduced many, particularly American heiresses; but those seductions usually entailed stripping them naked in his apartment, frying a couple of eggs, putting them on the woman’s shoulders, and, without a word, showing them to the door.)”
-excerpted from Luis Buñuel’s autobiography, My Last Sigh
thishunger:
xanadu-pills:
Vincent Price, 1939
unnaturalist:
Weasels!