August 21, 2014

oarv:

The art of Keith Haring

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August 21, 2014
magictransistor:

Hans Wechtlin, Owl perched upon a skull crested crypt (Woodcut print), Germany, 1525.

magictransistor:

Hans Wechtlin, Owl perched upon a skull crested crypt (Woodcut print), Germany, 1525.

August 20, 2014

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August 20, 2014
bigzoidy:

New Timothy Hoyer

bigzoidy:

New Timothy Hoyer

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August 20, 2014
"You won’t find reasonable men on the tops of tall mountains."

— Hunter S. Thompson  (via thatkindofwoman)

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August 20, 2014
"As Arnold points out, there is an otherwise inexplicable shift in direction in the Piccadilly line passing east out of South Kensington. “In fact,” she writes, “the tunnel curves between Knightsbridge and South Kensington stations because it was impossible to drill through the mass of skeletal remains buried in Hyde Park.” I will admit that I think she means “between Knightsbridge and Hyde Park Corner”—although there is apparently a “small plague pit dating from around 1664” beneath Knightsbridge Green—but I will defer to Arnold’s research.

But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London."

London and Its Dead

i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add

like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?

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August 20, 2014
"

The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found
A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,
Killed. It had been in the long grass.

I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.
Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world
Unmendably. Burial was no help:

Next morning I got up and it did not.
The first day after a death, the new absence
Is always the same; we should be careful

Of each other, we should be kind
While there is still time.

"

— Philip Larkin, The Mower (via fishingboatproceeds)

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August 20, 2014
sickpage:

Sander MeisnerHong Kong, 2014

sickpage:

Sander Meisner
Hong Kong, 2014

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August 20, 2014

ejacutastic:

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August 20, 2014
thievinggenius:

Done by Marie Sena.
@mariesena

thievinggenius:

Done by Marie Sena.

@mariesena

August 20, 2014
stunningpicture:

Americans and Mexicans playing volleyball over the border in Arizona

stunningpicture:

Americans and Mexicans playing volleyball over the border in Arizona

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August 20, 2014

glennn:

Goat wakeup call Day 2

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