Been a while since I did a full goth face ~
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Been a while since I did a full goth face ~
If anyone has good white base recommendations PLSSS- this one took forever to blend.
When I take photos like this, I can’t help but wish I had a better camera. Ughhhhhhh such blurry zooomm.
Also I gotta figure out how to create those sparkly gifs from photos. A little glimmer would be so cute here.
Little cats I’ve befriended
Close up of the makeup 🎀✨
I was in such a hurry on this day- worried about this or that.. I know you have to touch grass sometimes, but it almost slipped past me that really looking at it can be peaceful too. I regret not sitting on that bench and just letting myself spin with the world.
California Coast- it was my first time realizing that not all coasts are considered beaches. Then again, I hadn’t seen the ocean in forever, so I was happy to freeze my toes off in the water.
You know when a cat moves closer to you while you’re not looking? This heron seemed to creep closer every time I turned away. Made for a beautiful picture, though.
Life’s been passing so fast, I’ve lost concept of time. The last five years have felt like a few weeks ago; I only recently realized my cat is middle aged. Every wound still feels fresh, yet every recent memory has vanished into oblivion. The clock ticks, and stress along with it. When does life go back to feeling real?
We Exist in the Context
Perception lives in the same space as perspective. What we call reality is limited to what our physical minds can process.
If we were in an office and I asked what’s beyond the wall, you might say a hallway. Beyond that, another room, maybe a window, a tree, a street, another building. But after that next wall, what’s there? You could only guess. Maybe a room, maybe something else entirely. You have no real detail, just openness to whatever might exist.
Now imagine exactly one mile east of you. Even if you can picture a mile perfectly, you could only describe that place if you already know it. Suppose that exact point falls inside a windowless room you’ve never seen or heard of. Inside that room could exist something entirely beyond your ability to imagine. Not a ghost or a monster or anything you could describe- those are still within your mind’s vocabulary. I mean something completely unrecognizable, something your mind is physically incapable of picturing. And yet, if it were real, someone else could be standing next to it, fully familiar with it, finding it as ordinary as you find a chair.
That’s what I mean when I say our version of “truth” only exists within what we’ve been exposed to.
If I ask what color an orange sticky note is, the answer seems simple. It’s orange. But technically, it’s reflecting red and yellow while absorbing blue. So from one level of understanding, it’s orange. From another, it’s blue. Then there’s the possibility that it’s a color outside of human perception altogether, or that it carries markings invisible to us- like an unseen pattern drawn with invisible ink. Once again, what we call reality is only what our senses can process.
When I think about life or freedom, that same limit appears again. The more I think about it, the more I see myself as a collection of atoms, all cooperating within a system that creates the illusion of being alive. I think about how humans see faces in objects that don’t have faces, or how our movements in slow motion look strange and unnatural even though that’s what our bodies are always doing. Our brains filter the world in ways that keep us from confronting how alien it really is.
Knowing how warped our perception is makes me question what “freedom” could even mean. Maybe the closest we could get to pure, uninfluenced reality would be to lose every sense, memory, and instinct- to exist without perception at all. But that would mean not being alive to experience it. So instead, we settle for smaller definitions of freedom, things that fit neatly within our limited understanding.
It’s strange to think about. How little we actually know of what surrounds us, how much of life is just what our minds allow us to see.
This is one of my favorite ‘on the road’ shots. It was pouring rain and the contrast looked so dreamy.
I can’t quite tell if this photo embeds a dreamy or depressing feeling. I honestly take a lot of comfort in this dark and cold ambience.
For editing, I used Picsart: icy3, film2, and motion blur. That combo has become one of my favorites.