rain water & everclear

voyeurism is participation.

cherrispryte:

penguinperversion:

mlloydart:

Chalk Art by David Zinn

I love this.

The world is in need of more beautiful weirdness like this.

f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

Rebecca Stevenson’s Surrealist Macabre Sculptures

Rebecca Stevenson’s figurative sculptures are both eerie and beautiful. Using primarily polyresin and wax, her concept usually begins with a human or animal figure cast in a subdued monochromatic color that then appears to blossom or decay with varieties of multi-colored surreal compounds. These blossoms almost consume the figures, resulting in provocative, surreal sculptures. Her work embodies the process of creation and destruction, revealing the beauty that emerges from this organic cycle. Some of it reminds me of walking around farm pastures when I was younger, and discovering various animal skulls that the grass had begun to climb through. If her work is disturbing, it is only because it doesn’t try to mask the macabre beauty of the growth/decay process. ”My work is concerned with the visceral and the sensual. It draws upon anatomical drawing and botanical illustration, but occupies a liminal territory between scientific enquiry and the subjective, imaginary body.”

Study me as much as you like, you will never know me. For I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes, and see me as I see myself. Because I have chosen to dwell in a place you can’t see.

Rumi (via fleurlungs)

roundtop:

shoutout to all the queer kids with whom i have stood in the corner at college parties, silently communicating “can you believe this heterosexual bullshit” with our eyebrows while taking sips of our extremely strong drinks

deadlyspoons:

I either dress like im going to a red carpet event or like im a homeless drug addict there is no in between

mordmardok:

Bear Paw Armor Cuprum Arm Guard, Indo Persian Islamic Empire Dynasty

mordmardok:

Bear Paw Armor Cuprum Arm Guard, Indo Persian Islamic Empire Dynasty

Study me as much as you like, you will never know me. For I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes, and see me as I see myself. Because I have chosen to dwell in a place you can’t see.

Rumi (via fleurlungs)