Misplaced Lens Cap
occasionally subtle

Origami Around

if i look back, i am lost
taylor price

oozey mess

Kaledo Art

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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Cosimo Galluzzi
Game of Thrones Daily
Show & Tell

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#extradirty
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Peter Solarz
Keni
will byers stan first human second

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@rubskii
Sadamasa Motonaga
Neon Genesis Evangelion S01E16 ‘Splitting of the Breast’ (Hideaki Anno, 1996)
Sean Fitzgerald
Bonus
Mark Rothko,Untitled (Red over Pink), 1968, Oil on paper (Detail)
by garrytrinh http://ift.tt/1Pxvg4X
“We have become victims of our own art. We touch people on the outsides of their bodies, and they us, but we cannot get to their insides and cannot reveal our insides to them. This is one of the great tragedies of our interiority-it is utterly personal and unrevealable. Often we want to say something unusually intimate to a spouse, a parent, a friend, communicate something of how we are really feeling about a sunset, who we really feel we are-only to fall strangely and miserably flat. Once in a great while we succeed, sometimes more with one person, less or never with others. But the occasional break-through only proves the rule. You reach out with a disclosure, fail, and fall back bitterly into yourself.”
—
Ernest Becker,
The Birth and Death of Meaning: An Interdisciplinary Perspective on the Problem of Man
Cy Twombly
Unless we share a telepathic link I no longer have anything to say
Die Klage der Kaiserin (The Complaint of an Empress), d. Pina Bausch, 1990 (watch)
“for Vera”
Vladimir Nabokov used to draw butterflies for his wife and love of a lifetime, Véra Slonim.
“Naw, He Ain’t Even It”
by Lisa Troyanovskaya
Mass Migration of Monarch Butterflies
National Geographic, August 1976