for whatever we lose (like a you or a me)

it's always ourselves we find in the sea

E quando vai non illuderti di coltivare assenze.
Te ne vai e questo è tutto.

Vinicio Capossela, Non si muore tutte le mattine.

(via a-mechania, contrecoeur)


Dedicated to my dead mother. Rest in peace.

“O mother where art thou?” 100x80cm / Oil on canvas

(via muscavomitoria)


As an art student, you’re hit over the head repeatedly with Renaissance art, so I’ve gotten a little tired of it, but something I’m not tired of is the seemingly impossible naturalistic detail attained from stone and a chisel back then.

(Source: vasilisablue, via flannelandsatin)


Martin Creed

(Source: melisica, via paradiseisnowhere)

(Source: sloppy, via softrevzine)


Cyanometer, c. 1789. An instrument that measures the blueness of a sky.

(Source: free-parking, via besieging)

Fixed. theme by Andrew McCarthy