lust actually
lust actually
zeroing:

ZOÈ GRUNI
magicalnaturetour:

nanaz555 ~ On Alert
jmpeel:

I would love to be this suave. 
theartofhiding:

no wings but it’s cool
…gif of the day.
porn4ladies:

“irrational thoughts should be followed through thoroughly”
"I had always admired people who had a palpable sense of their own future, who constructed plans and then followed them… . Chance, to me, had a kind of absolute logic to it. I revered it more than I did actual logic, the kind that was built from solid materials, from reason and fact. Anything could be reasoned into being, or reasoned away, with words, desires, rationales. Chance shaped things in a way that words, desires, rationales could not. Chance came blowing in, like a gust of wind."

—Rachel Kushner, The Flame Throwers


Novelist Rachel Kushner speculated with Triple Canopy during PS1’s Expo 1: New YorkFor upcoming conversations and lectures about the future, view full schedule

(via triplecanopy)
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thedayscravings:

My random gallery crave is BRENT HARRIS. 
I love all the colours he uses. The bold brights and harsh darks contrast the innocent yellow and pink. The piece creates such chaos through the placement of colours and shapes. However at the same time, Harris creates such tranquility with the composition and use of space.
Magnifique!
thedayscravings:

My random gallery crave is BRENT HARRIS. 
I love all the colours he uses. The bold brights and harsh darks contrast the innocent yellow and pink. The piece creates such chaos through the placement of colours and shapes. However at the same time, Harris creates such tranquility with the composition and use of space.
Magnifique!
thedayscravings:

My random gallery crave is BRENT HARRIS. 
I love all the colours he uses. The bold brights and harsh darks contrast the innocent yellow and pink. The piece creates such chaos through the placement of colours and shapes. However at the same time, Harris creates such tranquility with the composition and use of space.
Magnifique!
"[T]hat’s what I feel, an outside and an inside and me in the middle, perhaps that’s what I am, the thing that divides the world in two…"
Samuel Beckett, The Unnameable (via loveage-moondream)