itscolossal:

Dutch Paintings Recreated Using Thousands of Photographic and Scientific Specimens

Photographic prints, insect pins, pinning foam, gelatin capsules, glass vials, painted canvas, cast resin, pill organizer, plastic specimen bags, cotton thread, costume jewelry, sequins.

(via mrvarney)

absolute-tripper:

jacoblivengood:

Faces of Jake Colorific Edition

click to trip

absolute-tripper:

jacoblivengood:

Faces of Jake Colorific Edition

click to trip

(Source: jacoblivengood)

chat-oy-ant:

Salvaged Sea Glass, Jonathan Fuller 

"His love of surfing, the sea, and the Cornish shoreline inform his more personal creative projects. Notably, the mixed media artist creates beautiful wall sculptures using colorful sea glass – pieces of broken bottles, panes, etc. scoured by the pounding of waves on sand – as his primary material. The artist, again influenced by his natural surroundings, aims to fit the salvaged pieces together in such a manner that reflects the subtle color gradations and general movement of the ocean." more here

(via suanmeitang)

barftroop:

Garbage Pail Princess by Babeo Baggins

This track is off the Barf Troop group tape, “Summerslime”.

Produced by Gobby.

Directed and Edited by Will Hoopes (@DubHoopes)

liefplus:

i am kising 25 birds when i kis u

(Source: title01, via holypianola)

spencer madsen: I've never read Dante's Inferno, or Don Quixote


spencermadsen:

it feels pretty bad
doing the normal thing
staying out late
waking up early
saying its nice to meet you
in crowded bars

readings by poets
who seem to have
never been
to a reading before
judging by the length
at which they read

saying its nice to meet you
both regarding the void
that follows…

(via popserial)

lacigreen:

misterhayden:

Twitter // Facebook // Gumroad

dang look at how confident that egg is

lacigreen:

misterhayden:

Twitter // Facebook // Gumroad

dang look at how confident that egg is

(Source: misterhayden, via mrvarney)

deadbeatsblog:

Frank O’Hara, ‘Morning’


I’ve got to tell youhow I love you alwaysI think of it on greymornings with deathin my mouth the teais never hot enoughthen and the cigarettedry the maroon robechills me I need youand look out the windowat the noiseless snowAt night on the dockthe buses glow likeclouds and I am lonelythinking of flutesI miss you alwayswhen I go to the beachthe sand is wet withtears that seem minealthough I never weepand hold you in myheart with a very realhumor you’d be proud ofthe parking lot iscrowded and I standrattling my keys the caris empty as a bicyclewhat are you doing nowwhere did you eat yourlunch and were therelots of anchovies itis difficult to thinkof you without me inthe sentence you depressme when you are aloneLast night the starswere numerous and todaysnow is their callingcard I’ll not be cordialthere is nothing thatdistracts me music isonly a crossword puzzledo you know how it iswhen you are the onlypassenger if there is aplace further from meI beg you do not go 

deadbeatsblog:

Frank O’Hara, ‘Morning’

I’ve got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with death

in my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robe

chills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snow

At night on the dock
the buses glow like
clouds and I am lonely
thinking of flutes

I miss you always
when I go to the beach
the sand is wet with
tears that seem mine

although I never weep
and hold you in my
heart with a very real
humor you’d be proud of

the parking lot is
crowded and I stand
rattling my keys the car
is empty as a bicycle

what are you doing now
where did you eat your
lunch and were there
lots of anchovies it

is difficult to think
of you without me in
the sentence you depress
me when you are alone

Last night the stars
were numerous and today
snow is their calling
card I’ll not be cordial

there is nothing that
distracts me music is
only a crossword puzzle
do you know how it is

when you are the only
passenger if there is a
place further from me
I beg you do not go 

buttonpoetry:

Rudy Francisco - “Chameleon”

"This is an apology to every woman that I changed colors to get inside of."

Performing for DPL at the 2013 National Poetry Slam.