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Joseph Beuys. Letter from London, 1974
Superficial muscles of head and neck. A dictionary of dental science. 1922.
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lürzer's int'l archive (ads, tv + posters worldwide) vol. 3- 2007
David Hockney The Boy Hidden in a Fish 1969 Illustration
Thirty more days until I’m back in this place <3
Félix Vallotton, ‘Two Cats’, 1895
montessori school at delft by herman hertzberger
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We had been agonising over it for so long, but to the surprise of everyone involved, one day global warming just went away. “And to think,” said a famous environmentalist, “we’d cared so much about something so insignificant”. All the coal factories opened again, smudged face miners grinning wide smiles pouring into the steel buildings and dancing arm-in-arm with pinstripe-suited industrialists. “I’d been really scared”, said one executive, “that one day it would come crashing down and I’d get what I deserved. Now, everything is fine!”. All the environmentalists traded in their hybrids for gas-guzzling Range Rovers and Humvees, driving up and down main street revving their engines with manic grins. Overnight, all the extinct animals suddenly came back too, and everyone rushed out of their homes to hug them and welcome them back. “We missed you! We missed you!”, we said, damp kisses planting polka-dots of tear-mingled saliva onto the cheeks of dodos, thylacine, and anomolocaris. The seas overflowed with Cambrian shellfish, Radiodonta cluttering the seaside where they were met with cheering, weeping crowds. Everything was okay again, everything went back to being fine, and everyone was so, so happy.
We love it when the river lifts from its banks, slipping upwards like a silver thread against the pale sky, leaving behind only the black residue that collected in the basin
Frans Stuurman (NL 1952) Silent tram depot (2007)
Frans Stuurman (NL 1952) Stress with tram (2003) Oil on canvas (100 x 80 cm)