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ladyinterior:

Paper Art, Maude White

and I didn’t want to cut out bat silhouettes 

(via lonelyscribbles)

I am learning how to compromise the wild dream ideals and the necessary realities without such screaming pain.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, edited by Karen V. Kukil  (via thefogsaid)

(Source: litverve, via lonelyscribbles)

pinmeupagainstthesky:

These, for me, are the two most depressing paintings in western history. They were painted by post-impressionist Henry de Toulouse-Lautrec, a man who, due to inbreeding, was born with a genetic disorder that prevented his legs from growing after they were broken. After being so thoroughly mocked for is appearance, he became an alcoholic, which is what eventually caused his institutionalization and death. His only known romantic relations were with prostitutes.

And then he paints something like this which is so beautiful and tender and sentimental. It seems like the couple in bed really loves each other—cares about each other. Wakes up happy to look at each other. And I see that love and passion and I wonder how lonely he must have been. I wonder how he could paint something like this without it breaking his heart. 

Maybe they say artists should create what they know, not because its unbelievable when they extend themselves beyond their experiences, but because when they pull it off with such elegance, it’s so damn unbearable to look at. I hate thinking of Lautrec, wondering about the lovers he created and knowing it was beyond his experience. Creating something that he knows is beautiful and knows he’ll never really understand. 

(via generally-unimpressed)

lensblr-network:

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Hello, I´m Stephi. I´m from Munich, Germany. I started photography in the beginning of 2013.
With my photos I try to capture a certain atmosphere rather than be ultra-realistic. My main-subjects are landscape-, macro- and travel-photography - both, with my iPhone and my DSLR. I strongly believe, that it is the photographer who makes the picture, so you don´t necessarily need expensive equipment.

lensblr-network:

Hello, I´m Stephi. I´m from Munich, Germany. I started photography in the beginning of 2013.

With my photos I try to capture a certain atmosphere rather than be ultra-realistic. My main-subjects are landscape-, macro- and travel-photography - both, with my iPhone and my DSLR. I strongly believe, that it is the photographer who makes the picture, so you don´t necessarily need expensive equipment.

corrwill:

I applaud, Chris.

(Source: best-of-memes, via incredibly-important-words-here)

nymphoninjas:


Dear Ninja & Trouble,
If there’s one thing that makes me uncomfortable, it’s taking risks. With short term reactions, I’m better at it, but when it comes to decisions that will dictate my future, I get scared because the last thing I want to do is mess up. My boyfriend gave me words of encouragement as I beat myself over the success of my older sister vs. my own: "… You get more than just one shot at something- take your time and go at your pace but take risks and find out what you really want in the process,” and they’re words that I need to remember.   
We went camping a few weeks ago and this is from one of our mornings. 
Happy Sunday and best wishes, Thesolis x

The focus and angle of this picture make it feel so familiar, like of laid in this tent before. I recognize those hairy legs, the bare thighs and the tree out side the door. Thank you for sharing your risk with us, it looks like an exciting and relaxing moment. 

nymphoninjas:

Dear Ninja & Trouble,

If there’s one thing that makes me uncomfortable, it’s taking risks. With short term reactions, I’m better at it, but when it comes to decisions that will dictate my future, I get scared because the last thing I want to do is mess up. My boyfriend gave me words of encouragement as I beat myself over the success of my older sister vs. my own: "… You get more than just one shot at something- take your time and go at your pace but take risks and find out what you really want in the process,” and they’re words that I need to remember.   

We went camping a few weeks ago and this is from one of our mornings. 

Happy Sunday and best wishes, Thesolis x

The focus and angle of this picture make it feel so familiar, like of laid in this tent before. I recognize those hairy legs, the bare thighs and the tree out side the door. Thank you for sharing your risk with us, it looks like an exciting and relaxing moment. 

(via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

'Tell me what happens the first time you see a woman naked.'

'The first time you see a woman naked will not be like you imagined. There will be no love, no trust, no intimacy. You won’t even be in the same room as her.

You won’t get to smile as she undresses you and you undress her. You won’t get to calm her nerves with nerves of your own. You won’t get to kiss her, feeling her lips and the edge of her tongue. You won’t get to brush your fingers over the lace of her bra or count her ribs or feel her heartbeat.

The first time you see a woman naked you will be sitting in front of a computer screen watching someone play at intimacy and perform at sex. She will contort her body to please everyone in the room but her. You will watch this woman who is not a woman, pixelated and filtered and customized. She will come ready-made, like an order at a restaurant. The man on the screen will be bigger than you, rougher than you. He will teach you how to talk to her. He will teach you where to put your hands and he will teach you what you’re supposed to like. He will teach you to take what is yours.

You must unlearn this. You must unlearn this twisted sense of love. You must unlearn the definition of pleasure and intimacy you are being taught. Kill this idea of love, this idea of entitlement, this way of scarring one another.’

asylum-art:

Magical Paths Begging To Be Walked

Roads and paths pervade our literature, poetry, artwork, linguistic expressions and music. Even photographers can’t keep their eyes (and lenses) off of a beautiful road or path, which is why we collected this list of 28 amazing photos of paths.

Paths like these have a powerful grip on the human imagination – they can bring adventure, promise and change or solitude, peace and calm. There’s nothing like a walk down a beautiful path to clear your head – or to fill it with ideas!

I’ll leave you with an excellent quote from J. R. R. Tolkien’s works while you enjoy these images; “It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.

  1. Autumn In The White Carpathians
  2. Rhododendron Laden Path, Mount Rogers, Virginia, USA
  3. Spring In Hallerbos Forest, Belgium
  4. Autumn Path In Kyoto, Japan 
  5. Autumn Path
  6. Bamboo Path In Kyoto, Japan
  7. Hitachi Seaside Park Path In Japan
  8. Dark Hedges In Ireland
  9. Winter Forest Path, Czech Republic
  10. Path Under Blooming Trees In Spring

(via incredibly-important-words-here)

whatisaurlidonthaveone:

the long walk ahead begins…..

whatisaurlidonthaveone:

the long walk ahead begins…..

(via whatsthepointofthissong)

helenofdestroy:

Grüner See (Green Lake) is a lake in Styria, AustriaIn the winter you’ll find crisp, tranquil grasslands and lake that is only about 3 to 6 feet deep.  However, during the spring, when the temperature rises and the snow melts, the basin of land below the mountains fills with water. The lake reaches its maximum depth of around 40 feet from mid-May to June and is claimed to look the most beautiful at this time.

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coffeentrees:

Making the most of the weekend. Photo: @cedricdasesson #HerschelSupply #WellTravelled by herschelsupply

coffeentrees:

Making the most of the weekend. Photo: @cedricdasesson #HerschelSupply #WellTravelled by herschelsupply

(via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

Damien Rice

—Lonely Soldier

sunshinemeow:

Lonely Soldier - Damien Rice

Lonely soldier, go home. Lonely, but never alone. Good eyes see nothing to shoot. Good feet feel good giving up good boots.

So ask your father how’d you fall. Ask your father how’d you fall. Like a leaf sitting on the ground good for nothing ‘cept kicking around.

She died with her hands stretched out. She died with a hungry mouth. She died with her mind full of doubt and thoughts of weakening. So may your river never dry, and may your mouth never lie, and may you be satisfied to never know why sometimes someone just wants to die.

So where’d you get those cuts in your hand? I thought I told you about playing in the sand: There’s always someone careless with glass. There’s always questions you don’t want to ask.

She died with her hands stretched out. She died with a hungry mouth. She died with her mind full of doubt and thoughts of weakening. So may your river never dry, and may your mouth never lie, and may you be satisfied to never know why sometimes someone just wants to die.

So, lonely soldier, go home. Lonely, but never alone. Good eyes see nothing to shoot. Good feet feel good giving up good boots.