flora//fauna

fae/xxi/artist of sorts sleepy vagabond

[towerofglass]

[millennial-review-deactivated20]

[vviirgo]

[modemchild]

[smclnoodle-blog]

[chillin-likeavillainnn]

[bornxraised]

[feelsgoood]

[5oil]

[artchipel]

[monstersoutside-deactivated2015]

[seducin]

[leuc-deactivated20150726]

Jonathan Ching, The Birth of Venus, 2013

Oil and hammered Copper

[xfaefawn]

Anagapesis

Ghosts reside among us, but they have nothing to do with the paranormal. I was enamoured once with a phantom, an imprint of a man now deceased. His heart never ceased nor did his corpse ever still from roaming the earth, but his intangible being perished, swept away with the dust and memory's fingerprints. He didn't slowly fade from me, but rather all at once, one morning awoken to apathy. How his figure fled into the distance that dawn, how his shadow stayed etched into the pavement beneath me, following my frenzied footsteps. Time- of that, I invested way too much in you, never progressing an inch, always stuck daydreaming at 0.  Now I fear that I'll find myself nothing more than a ghoul either, dust doting on things better left to rust. -ff

[pipitographer]

[cyberkilla]

[xangeoudemonx]

Details at Valentino.