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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

Origami Around

JVL
will byers stan first human second
occasionally subtle

if i look back, i am lost

Andulka

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Cosmic Funnies
Xuebing Du

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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Love Begins

Kiana Khansmith
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@thecolorscientist
Same.
here, have some happy girls and their girlfriends/wives/significant others ♥
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These are gorgeous!!!
Confidence
I have a new book of comics out about the joys and frustrations of creative work! It’s available online here:
Amazon | IndieBound | Abrams | B&N | Powell’s | Indigo
hall of mirrors, silêmanî, kurdistan (x)
the pieces of broken mirror represent 182,000 victims of the anfal campaign, and the lights represent the 4,500 kurdish villages wiped off the map.
“Never underestimate the power of a crush”
“I’m not who I was one year ago, and maybe, just this once, change is good.” —E. Grin 🌱 artwork by @aykutmaykut
ANATOMICAL ILLUSTRATIONS BY ENKEL DIKA
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Anti-Street Harassment
Philadelphia-based feminist activist group, Pussy Division, has created a new series of street art installations around Philly for International Anti-Street Harassment Week. They wanted to create a project which would be effective yet powerful, that is how we came up with the idea of mimicking ‘caution’ tape with different messages like “don’t comment on my body”.
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I hope you wake up with the memory of me metallic behind your teeth, unsure which of us started bleeding first, because you never did know what love was unless it was red
love on the linoleum || O.L. (via poetbitesback)