Moonchild

Sailing on the wind in a milk white gown Dropping circle stones on a sun dial Playing hide and seek with the ghosts of dawn Waiting for a smile from a sun child. Barbara. ñ. I post stuff.

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Detail from The Garden of Earthly Delights by Hieronymus Bosch, 1490-1510.

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From Kerascoët and Fabien Vehlmann’s Satanie (Satania)

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looking for a home

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moomin bag that says “if you dont let me go home at the scheduled time i will kill you”

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The golden child (2018) - Nicola Samorì

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Drawing the eyes and ears: pages from “Théorie de la figure humaine” (1723).

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There is a Punk Graphics Exhibit in NYC where punk ideology is curiously absent. So in the interest of informing the general public about the historical truth, here are a few facts.

Shouldn’t it be the duty of museums to protect historical truth and to not white-wash the past?

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“The Goat Witch” by Bill Mayer

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Here they are! About a month before Rose City Comicon this year, I frantically thought “Shit, I need something new to sell,” and thankfully this idea has been rolling around for awhile now (though executed another way that will definitely still be happening later).

Say hello to the current Fantasy Fluffle group, a bunch of buns, ready to adventure away. Don’t worry, I’ll be getting Monk, Wizard, and Fighter done sometime soon (plus Gunslinger because I love a certain white haired disaster boy).

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23.03.2017 // 23/100 days of productivity // studying history and drinking tea - pretty much all I do at the moment

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Edvard Munch, Melancholy Man and Mermaid 1910

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“The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.”

— William Blake 

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“Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.”

— Sylvia Plath 

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“A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke.”

— Vincent van Gogh 

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“My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.”

— Marcel Proust