I want someone to hug ape and tell me I’m appreciated and I’m not dramatic and I deserve this and that and I want someone to care
Masahisa Fukase, Yoko, 1974
Fukase almost exclusively photographed his wife, Yoko, for 13 years until their breakup, afterwards obsessively photographing ravens,as symbols of his grief.
Fukase died in 2012, having been in a coma for 20 years following a near-fatal fall down the stairs of his favorite bar in 1992. Yoko visited him twice a month throughout his long limbo – though, heartbreakingly, he would have been unaware of her presence.
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This is what I want my life to be...
I don't know why.... but this painting always makes me feel the feels
Waterhouse, Lamia, 1905
'blossom' - daniel gerhartz
Please....
So you’ll take me on museum dates and write me letters every weekend ?
hi y’all, I kinda disappeared for a few days, a lot has been going in in my life at the moment. Good and bad and stressful things. life.
i got into art college (I still can’t believe that)
I have a shit ton of tests I can barely breath
(and I have a Japanese oral on the 7th and I can hardly introduce myself let alone talk about my future plans....(stress levels 📈📈📈📈)
ive been living with out internet for the past few days as well coz internet is a distractions and I NEED to do well (and I just can’t help wandering and chilling on the internet when I know I have to study biology...ew)
I feel like I aged... 30 years ??
I haven’t slept good in quite some time I can’t even remember what sleep feels like...
my eating habits are absolute shit
and i think that’s enough venting for today
I’ll be back soon (not sure if anyone will care but yeah)
most things are not as important as garlic bread
I dint understand why some people get so upset about girls having body hair? Like we’re human too thank you...
body hair appreciation post
This is veryyyy verryyyy important!! I saw it first on a YouTube ad like 2 years ago? More people need to know about this...
Everyone should know the international sign for Help Me. Let’s make this famous!!
Tears filled her eyes,
She knew it was late (or too late).
The sky turned dark,
As she sat and wrote.
She couldn’t see,
Was it the dark or never ending tears?
As she wrote pages of her affection,
To her lover,
Who left,
And didn’t wait.
・*:..。o○☆*゚¨゚゚・*:.☆.*。o○☆*゚¨゚゚・*:..。o○☆*゚¨゚
Magic...
♡ there was a girl, she lived alone with her woodland animals in the middle of the forest, near her small and cozy cottage was crytal river glistening like milion broken stars and her hair were long down to her tail-bone with loose romantic waves that made her look like a dreamy vintage painting. always dressed in doll-like clothes and tied her hair only with satin and silk ribbons. she adored reading and appreciating nature while writing her own poetic pieces in her secret diary. ♡
The days just blend into each other like a watercolour painting...
the goldfinch, donna tartt // illustration by instachaaz (ig) // selected poems by frank o’hara // the witcher, netfilx // suffocation, crystal castles c. 2010 // the diaries of franz kafka // diary, virginia woolf
Yesssss
can we all agree that pressing foreheads together is an underrated act of affection??
And when your shadows decided to hide,
I fell in love with your aura.
when you decided to not show me your face
i decided to fall in love with your shadows.