I love these pictures, because they really speak to me. It’s amazing how many creatures walk across rocks. Rocks hold history that is amazingly beautiful.
The Creator of Devotion - Vogue Hommes Japan
Photography - Matthew StoneStyling: Matthew Josephs
Models: Abiah Hostvedt , others
"Taking Justine and Juliette from Marquis de Sade as a starting point, this new collection from Crajes is a powerful series of oil paintings and ink works on paper. The strength of their collection is in every detail, the execution and the technique are wrapped in a halo of sensuality, fragility and perversity that stand together without being disconnected.
When creating a strange climate which is full of beauty and disturbing images a crevasse appears in the analysis of human nature and how it has been melded along with the preset canons by individuals.” Synesthesia Garden
Origami Faces by Aldo Tolino
Focus on Austrian artist Aldo Tolino and his series “Past Futur Perfekt” in which he has fun destroying and deconstructing faces and portraits by folding the photo’s paper. It gives transfigured, bizarre and sometimes funny faces. A selection of his series is available in the next part of the article.
HOLY SHIT, SOMEBODY NEEDS TO COME OVER HERE AND HOLD ME
BECAUSE I CANNOT FUCKING DEAL
AND I CANNOT FUCKING WAIT
I AM GOING TO NEED SOMEONE TO HOLD MY FUCKING HAND THE ENTIRE TIME BECAUSE OTHERWISE I AM GOING TO EXPLODE FROM OTP FEELINGS
SO EXCITED SO EXCITED SO EXCITED GIVE ME THIS SCENE ALREADY I NEED IT TO LIVE
There’s thousands of notes on posts about how unfair it is that there isn’t a wonder woman movie and now that its been officially announced nobody is talking about it?
Like Can I get at least a hell yeah?
ANGLERFISH MERMAID OH MY FUCKING GOD
she looks like an illustration from a 1970s beauty product ad and I am so here for that
Venus Power, Make Up!
"Mommy Brain? I don’t know what you’re talking about! I never forget the names of people I see on a daily basis, put our remote controls in the refrigerator, or trail off mid-sentence because I’ve forgotten what I was going to