"I 've been languishing in regrets. About not being able to say let’s go to the aquarium again, about being late for Christmas, about not having wished you happy birthday properly, about New Years’ Day, letting go of your hand… always, not been able to say what I really feel. I've hurt you numerous times, and made you cry so many times. It’s because…”
(Source: sexpai, via daytime-shooting-star)
"I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love."
A Song of Ice and Fire women & Pre-Raphaelite Art (+ associated artists):
- Joan of Arc (1865), John Everett Millais
- Night (1880-85), Edward Robert Hughes
- Ophelia (1894), John William Waterhouse
- Vanity (1907), Frank Cadogan Cowper
- Mary Magdalene (1858-60), Frederick Sandys
- The Soul of the Rose (1908), John William Waterhouse
- Circe Offering the Cup to Ulysses (1891), John William Waterhouse
- Priestess of Delphi (1891), John Collier
- The Beloved (1865), Dante Gabriel Rossetti
- The Valykrie’s Vigil (1906), Edward Robert Hughes
"Inspired by the works of Alberto Seveso, I created my own series of paint in water sculptures. These were exhibited at KKNK 2014 at a gallery called Art Karoo.The idea behind this series was to show that from Destruction comes Creation. As the paint falls there is a constant point of creation, but at the same time it destroys itself.”
'We are the Music Makers and the Dreamers of Dreams'
Photography & styling by Amberly Valentine for Hedonist Magazine, December 2013
Hair: Guiseppe Bulzis
Make-up: Akari Sugino
Models: Shannon Brennan & Irina Roshik
Yes oh yes I found it!
The story of black by John Harvey explores the ambiguous relationship the world’s cultures have had with this often self-contradictory colour, examining how black has been used as a tool and a metaphor in a multitude of startling ways. The Greek word melancholia (literally ‘black bile’) defines depression and dark moods, yet the little black dress is the epitome of chic. For the ancient Egyptians black was the colour of death and it has since become established as the sartorial hue of priests and puritans, witches and monarchs, intellectuals and artists. The colour’s innate austerity has made it the choice for both funereal dress and lawyers’ gowns, and of Goths and other subcultures today. This book also assesses black’s problematic association with race, observing how white Europeans exploited the negative associations of ‘black’ in enslaving millions of black Africans. And it looks at how artists and designers have applied the colour to their work, from Caravaggio to Turner, Reinhardt and Rothko. How can this one colour embody such disparate values as evil, glamour, death and creativity? Not simply a history of a colour but a readable sketch of the history of culture and art in the West, The Story of Black skilfully unpicks the social, political, aesthetic and sexual nuances of black throughout the ages, unearthing the secrets behind black’s continuing power to fascinate, compel and divide.
There is also a lovely biblical Gustave Dore engraving to compliment the title page on the back cover ;)
my body isnt a temple my body is a castle with a moat and crocodiles and a dragon who will set you on fire if you touch me
(Source: churchrat, via thefuuuucomics)