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Kaledo Art
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Jules of Nature

Product Placement
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS

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Cosimo Galluzzi

JBB: An Artblog!

Kiana Khansmith
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Giovanni Segantini - Alla Stanga (1886)
Giuseppe Pellizza da Volpedo, Il sole, 1904, olio su tela, Roma, La Galleria Nazionale.
Martin Parr
Ignacio Iturria (Uruguayan, b. 1949), Family. Oil on canvas. 60 x 80 cm.
did you make that video of someone breaking a vending machine with dragon ball sound effects or was that someone else? no idea why that video sticks out so much to me
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now thats what i call a fucking car
Pisticci, Basilicata, Italy, 1973 - by Henri Cartier-Bresson (1908 – 2004), French
Klaus Leidorf, Yellow Car, 2017
"Preston was thinking he was cold. His head felt neurotic and dizzy. It resembled ice. He thought he wouldn't mind if he lived in Arizona, or even Hawaii; they lived on cool beverages and didn't care what you did. Sitting in his own pad and sipping 300 cans of pepsi cola every day. The thought made him thirsty. He was thirsty. He swallowed some more pepsi, shifted his position, and his eyes commenced to wander around."
-- June Gibbons, The Pepsi-Cola Addict (1982)
Hope by Czeslaw Milosz
Hope is with you when you believe
The earth is not a dream but living flesh,
That sight, touch, and hearing do not lie,
That all things you have ever seen here
Are like a garden looked at from a gate.
You cannot enter. But you're sure it's there.
Could we but look more clearly and wisely
We might discover somewhere in the garden
A strange new flower and an unnamed star.
Some people say that we should not trust our eyes,
That there is nothing, just a seeming,
These are the ones who have no hope.
They think the moment we turn away,
The world, behind our backs, ceases to exist,
As if snatched up by the hand of thieves.
J. suffered in his loves from seizures of optimism, a blighting frenzy quite unknown to me. A meeting, an attraction, aroused in him a rich, agitated possessiveness. He rushed into the future with the first glance, swept along by a need for connection that extended the moment before it had begun. He was one of those who look into new eyes and say: Now I am going to be happy.
- Elizabeth Hardwick, Sleepless Nights
Which is nearer,
name or self?
Which is dearer,
self or wealth?
Which gives more pain,
loss or gain?
All you grasp will be thrown away.
All you hoard will be utterly lost.
Contentment keeps disgrace away.
Restraint keeps you out of danger
so you can go on for a long, long time.”
From the Tao Te Ching, Chapter 44, translated by Ursula K. Le Guin.
Good people teach people who aren’t good yet;
the less good are the makings of the good.
Anyone who doesn’t respect a teacher
or cherish a student
may be clever, but has gone astray.
There’s a deep mystery here.
From the Tao Te Ching, Chapter 27, translated by Ursula K. Le Guin