Sunday, July 3, 2011

in tumult, earnestness

I'm enamored with the myth of the cosmic Iago; the genetic memory of ancestral whispers from ghost mouths, a kagemusha to say be cool.


These calm me.


Sometimes, there are lovely pictures of jellyfish here.


Peter Langenhahn.


This piece is made from nail clippings and baby teeth. All of her work is smart and good, but the shit she does with oreos is fantastic.


Bears.


Hats.


there's just tons here.


It's weird to think that this was porn.



what Goldsmith hath wrought.


diamantini & domeniconi


Pablo Delgado


Paper Princesses


AJ Fosik


Side Show Banners


I love John Hartford.



quilling


more too much, but so good.


books

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