jasminxassassin:

Spent my night in front of an artist. So hard to sit still, but the results were incredible.
Charcoal drawing by Kaitlyn Ashley Rose

jasminxassassin:

Spent my night in front of an artist. So hard to sit still, but the results were incredible.

Charcoal drawing by Kaitlyn Ashley Rose

redsuns-n-orangemoons:

i-write-wrongs:

realest thing I’ve seen in a while

this was so amazing. so thought provoking. an eye-opening social criticism.

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bobbycaputo:

Photographer Gives Us an Inside Look at Meghalaya, India, ‘The Wettest Place On Earth’

New Zealand-based photographer Amos Chapple is a name you might recognize from his intimate look inside Iran that we shared just over a year ago. Today, he’s back on PetaPixel with a series of stunning images from Meghalaya, India — a village known as ‘the wettest place on Earth.’

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Not all who wander are lost.
Gouache, ink, and acrylic. © Kaitlyn Ashley Rose 2014

Not all who wander are lost.

Gouache, ink, and acrylic. © Kaitlyn Ashley Rose 2014

sagan-indiana:

The Hours of Catherine of Cleves (Morgan Library and Museum, now divided in two parts, M. 917 and M. 945, the latter sometimes called the Guennol Hours or, less commonly, the Arenberg Hours) is an ornately illuminated manuscript in the Gothic art style, produced in about 1440 by the anonymous Dutch artist known as the Master of Catherine of Cleves.

sagan-indiana:

The Hours of Catherine of Cleves (Morgan Library and Museum, now divided in two parts, M. 917 and M. 945, the latter sometimes called the Guennol Hours or, less commonly, the Arenberg Hours) is an ornately illuminated manuscript in the Gothic art style, produced in about 1440 by the anonymous Dutch artist known as the Master of Catherine of Cleves.

foto-jennic:

Zahnwurm [Tooth Worm]Anonymous French artist, 18th century, carved ivory image of a human tooth. This carving shows a vicious, demonic worm, which had settled down as a parasite within the tooth. The toothache agony is dramatically emphasized by the tiny image of a human being held in the worm’s grasp. The other side of the tooth even depicts tiny humans among the flames of hell. As an anonymous folk-art carving, it captures the drama of pain and ascribes the discomfort to a vividly imagined source. 

foto-jennic:

Zahnwurm [Tooth Worm]

Anonymous French artist, 18th century, carved ivory image of a human tooth. This carving shows a vicious, demonic worm, which had settled down as a parasite within the tooth. The toothache agony is dramatically emphasized by the tiny image of a human being held in the worm’s grasp. The other side of the tooth even depicts tiny humans among the flames of hell. As an anonymous folk-art carving, it captures the drama of pain and ascribes the discomfort to a vividly imagined source. 

trinaechidna:

bloodstainedvibrator:

bloodstainedvibrator:

selections from the watercolor series I don’t want your love unless you know I am repulsive, and love me even as you know it. 

Emily Kaelin

http://society6.com/emilykaelin

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Such amazing artwork, check her out !

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This boy once told me he loved me
So I let him
I let him use my body as a canvas
And boy was he an artist
I think I fell in love with his artwork
And didn’t mind that it covered my body
Except for I only wanted to be the one he painted for
So I covered his art with sweatshirts and makeup
I think he hated his art,
Because each time he’d paint more and more
And it would become more passionate and last longer
Maybe he just wanted to be all over my body
His artwork isn’t all gone
Bits and pieces of him faintly cover parts of my skin
I haven’t seen him in years;
I hope he doesn’t paint artwork on any other girl
And I hope that she doesn’t love him so much she hides it.

Anger walks into a bar and I’m
halfway in love.
There’s no joke here. I leave
my beer sweating on the counter
and ask them to dance.

Anger comes home with me,
looks too long at my gentle
knuckles and cries.
They say sorry, I say
‘Let’s just sleep together’.

I bite Anger’s lip bloody
because I can’t control myself.
Because I just really, really need
this.
Anger asks to go slow, asks
me to be gentle.
Anger melts in my hands like
a warmth I never wanted, falling
onto the pillow beside me
and laughing.

Anger falls asleep with their head
on my chest, solid and heavy and
too familiar, while the silence
inside me starts
to growl like the starving thing
it is.

I thought I had something to
feed it; something to let it
tear itself to shreds with, but
it turns out I’m the only
pair of sharp teeth in the room.

Turns out Anger only wanted
a place to sleep.

Caitlyn Siehl, One Night Stand (via alonesomes)

Tortoises and whales in my stomach
How strange it is
To express love
with symbols
as short lived
as butterflies.
What I feel for you
Is much stronger
And infinitely
More lasting
You don’t give me
Fragile and fleeting
Butterflies
You give me tortoises
and whales
Swimming peacefully
and relentlessly
In the deep flow
Of time.