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@rebelbeattt
“Breathe for yourself, my love. Not for love, not for others.
for you // rbl.btt (via rebelbeattt)
She killed herself by swallowing her words bleeding inside, cutting herself whole.
(via rebelbeattt)
MUSEUMS
Where should I start? In wall filled with art, where should I fix my eyes? I was lost when I entered this hall. More than one art caught my eye and I wanted to see all of it - all at once. I was thinking how can I do it, when somebody tapped my shoulder and asked, “Isn’t it that art speaks so much about you?” I looked at it and started laughing - it was a tomato cushion with pins and a small man with a banana head holding a heart (I love banana and I want to be a cardiologist in the future). I almost didn’t notice that detail if she did not point it out.
“How foolish it is to force myself to look at every painting all at once. Who aim I kidding?”, I whispered to myself.
That was when I was reminded of that even how much I want to do everything, I need to learn how to take things slowly unless I will end up spreading myself too thinly and will forget appreciating the details of what I am doing.
Those thoughts were unexpected. But I was glad this place reminded me of how I should live my life.
I stared at it for another minute and started looking at each art that caught my eye.
LIGHTNESS
Where should I look for you? Everywhere I go, there are no traces of you I’m always lost in the heaviness of everything Is there no way to find you? Am I searching way too far? way too much?
The real difficulty is to overcome how you think about yourself.
Maya Angelou (via amargedom)
seek and believe
that there’s one place
made for you
where you can be at peace
and just yourself
find and please don’t get tired
because it will be worth it.
-places, rbl.bttt
be somewhere you can feel alive
alive, rbl.bttt
how fun it is to paint the world and create patterns of colors that hold stories of hope and happiness
colors, rbl.bttt
AWAY FROM THE CITY "One day," she whispered, "I'll escape the busy streets of the city and be somewhere peaceful." Then, one T...
Only in the Philippines
The Department of Science and Technology (DOST) summer immersion marked the end of our first year as an MD-PhD student. It is a 5-day summe...
One of the best moments from our GY1. I can’t wait to explore new things with these people. :)
I wanted to paint this world with so much color, and yet every time I try, I feel like there’s still so much space to fill. Will I ever fill it? I don’t know. I just hope I won’t get tired of it. :(
She wanted to vanish.
“Just when everything feels right, life will always give me moments to make me realize that it is not,” she said looking somewhere far away.
I was about to approach when she made me stop from moving, and slowly... slowly she drifted away.
“How hard can love be?” I asked. He looked at me and said, “Like this… Like when the night is about to end but you need more time… Like when you have to turn the last page of the book right after everything feels right.”
how hard can love be // rbl.bttt (via rebelbeattt)
I remember liking walls filled with frames of pictures. I remember connecting the dots to tell one full story. I was amazed by how freely I could do it. I guess that’s why we put pictures on the wall - to let other people see the story we once had and make them feel what we felt when those photos were shot.
All at once: I listened to the rhythm of history, nature, and people.
It was a sunny day filled with hope, enthusiasm, and dreams. It was the third day of January 2019 when my friends and I decided to visit these three museums in Manila. I have been in all of these once, and I couldn’t clearly explain to myself why my legs are leading me again to see these places. I convinced myself that maybe it’s because of the people I’m with and not the place, but as time passed by, a weird kind of happiness emerged in the atmosphere. I was laughing, staring, and talking to some paintings; I was imagining different pieces of history I never thought I know. I was connecting all the rooms in the museums as if my head was telling a story about the past – everything about it. (So maybe I was there not only because of the people with but also because of the art and the stories they communicate.)
I’ve been in these places before, but the stories each museum tell never gets old. I believe that each sculpture and painting somehow represents stories about our past, our present, and what might be for us in the future.
More photos here: https://joanacruzz.blogspot.com/2019/01/i-was-here-places-dancing-to-rhythm-of.html
Four months ago before entering the MD-PhD program and meeting these amazing people, I remembered telling myself, "You have no choice. You ...
The family I got to meet this year. I love you, and can’t wait to love you more.
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