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everyone knows i’m just a dumb baby ghost with fuzzy antlers and sad eyes and milky teeth and dizzy hands. hello!


jacobsorkin:

Sunset 7/3/14 8:43 NY : Jacob Sorkin (2014)

jacobsorkin:

Sunset 7/3/14 8:43 NY : Jacob Sorkin (2014)

jacobsorkin:

Sunset 7/3/14 8:42 NY : Jacob Sorkin (2014)

jacobsorkin:

Sunset 7/3/14 8:42 NY : Jacob Sorkin (2014)

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ellanmwebb2:

Raspberry and strawberry picking. Shooting on a canon EOS 100 film camera.
Photograph by Ella Webb

We’re all dreamers; we don’t know who we are.
Louise Glück, from “Mother And Child (via violentwavesofemotion)
Most people are not even aware of their need to conform. They live under the illusion that they follow their own ideas and inclinations, that they are individuals, that they have arrived at their opinions as the result of their own thinking—and that it just happens that their ideas are the same as those of the majority. The consensus of all serves as a proof for the correctness of ‘their’ ideas. Since there is still a need to feel some individuality, such need is satisfied with regard to minor differences; the initials on the handbag or the sweater, the name plate of the bank teller, the belonging to the Democratic as against the Republican party, to the Elks instead of to the Shriners become the expression of individual differences. The advertising slogan of ‘it is different’ shows up this pathetic need for difference, when in reality there is hardly any left.
—Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving (via sunrec)

(Source: liberatingreality)

What I am saying does not mean that there will henceforth be no form in art. It only means that there will be a new form, and that this form will be of such a type that it admits the chaos and does not try to say that the chaos is really something else. The form and the chaos remain separate. The latter is not reduced to the former. That is why the form itself becomes a preoccupation, because it exists as a problem separate from the material it accommodates. To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
—Samuel Beckett, Drama in the Modern World (via heteroglossia)

awritersruminations:

There is only one way: Go within. Search for the cause, find the impetus that bids you write. Put it to this test: Does it stretch out its roots in the deepest place of your heart? Can you avow that you would die if you were forbidden to write? Above all, in the most silent hour of your night, ask yourself this: Must I write? Dig deep into yourself for a true answer. And if it should ring its assent, if you can confidently meet this serious question with a simple, “I must,” then build your life upon it. It has become your necessity. Your life, in even the most mundane and least significant hours, must become a sign, a testimony to this urge.

—Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (translated by Joan Marie Burnham)

oh-sawa:

大丈夫

oh-sawa:

大丈夫

asylum-art:

Yerin Do adds leather “parasites” to wooden furniture

Graduate designer Yerin Do presented leather clothes hooks that slot into wooden surfaces to make them look like they’re infested with fungi at the Royal College of Art degree show, For her Parasite Hooks project, Do drilled angled holes into the wooden surfaces of a wardrobe and an armchair. She described the process as “like planting” and told Dezeen that the project references the natural world. “Mushroom and moss grow on the trunks of trees, mussels growing on sea rocks – I am fascinated by these creatures that use the surface of another being as their base,” said Do. “They change its appearance and characteristic entirely.”

Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against some walls, refuse to see some people, paint and write. Get scared some more. Allow your little mind to do nothing but function. Stay inside, go out - I don’t care what you’ll do; but stay scared as hell. You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.
—Albert Camus, Notebooks, 1951-1959 (via exoticwild)

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raveneuse:

Tadanori Yokoo

raveneuse:

Tadanori Yokoo

The world says: “You have needs — satisfy them. You have as much right as the rich and the mighty. Don’t hesitate to satisfy your needs; indeed, expand your needs and demand more.” This is the worldly doctrine of today. And they believe that this is freedom. The result for the rich is isolation and suicide, for the poor, envy and murder.
—Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via alfsaga)

doebones:

what-im-spinning:

The Orwells - Mallrats (La La La)

in my head this week

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lilscrunchie:

i wanna b w you i wanna b used

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