When the child was a child, it was the time of these questions. Why am I me and not you? Why am I here and not there? When did time begin, and where does space end?
- Peter Handke, Wings of desire (via silviasanasi)
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Love Begins
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Andulka

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
YOU ARE THE REASON
Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du
Jules of Nature
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Three Goblin Art
DEAR READER
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When the child was a child, it was the time of these questions. Why am I me and not you? Why am I here and not there? When did time begin, and where does space end?
- Peter Handke, Wings of desire (via silviasanasi)
Andrés Lozano Illustration
http://www.andres-lozano.com
A muted palette offers a refreshing elegance to this #NYFW #MBFW #AW15 #street look. WGSN street shot, New York Fashion Week.
Geo colour blocked and perforated jacket builds a perfect #street look this #NYFW #MBFW #AW15. WGSN street shot, New York Fashion Week.
Just loving it
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
Cara Delevingne by Matt Irwin for Style ss2013.
Cheers!
Lescop - La Foret (english subtitles)
Snapped in Paris - le Marais.
When the child was a child, it was the time of these questions. Why am I me and not you? Why am I here and not there? When did time begin, and where does space end?
- Peter Handke, Wings of desire
by mònica dofa
17/58 hollywood 1979-1983 matt sweeney www.mudstonephoto.com kodachrome, 35mm
Midday in Paris.
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London-based designer Yoni Alter has a huge line of colorful prints featuring overlaid silhouettes (to scale) of every major landmark found in different cities. There’s too many places to list here, but you can explore more in his shop, and many if his pieces were just on view at Kemistry Gallery.