Archive for May, 2012

May 30, 2012

Duck Top baby duck

by Katyslany

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May 30, 2012

a softer world

by Emma

May 29, 2012

Frilly baby

by Katyslany

Frilly baby

May 28, 2012

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

by Emma

Leslie Ann O’Dell

May 26, 2012

by Emma

May 25, 2012

Cherry blossom elephant

by Emma
May 23, 2012

Like this in this way

by Katyslany

Like this in this way

May 23, 2012

kitten words

by Katyslany

effervescent
true
liquid light
eunoia 

unity

mirror
funny duck feather mess
noticing
revealer, reveller
hero
rose red
sun star
love.
May 22, 2012

les oiseaux

by Emma

 

May 22, 2012

wander

by Emma

image

emmagini

May 21, 2012

New Regina

by Katyslany

New Regina

Our favourite kooky songstress

May 21, 2012

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by Katyslany

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May 21, 2012

lace and wings

by Katyslany

lace and wings

May 20, 2012

by Emma

May 19, 2012

kitten faces

by Katyslany

kitten faces

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May 18, 2012

Light painting

by Katyslany

 

Light painting

May 17, 2012

interior drool

by Katyslany

interior drool

 

All of the places for us to exist in 

May 17, 2012

doors and cages

by Katyslany

The way out of the room is not through the door, because then you just go into another room, which leads into another room, which leads into a bigger room, and you’re still inside your cage man. That’s not the way out. The way out is to be willing, to give it all up, and love every bit of it as being perfect.
Charles Manson

May 16, 2012

favorite things…

by Emma

kittens + kittens.

May 13, 2012

and it all goes quiet behind my eyes and i see everything that made me, flying around in invisible pieces

by Emma

May 13, 2012

“Eyes are like those of bird or like those of wind”

by Emma

Takanori Aiba
www.tokyogoodidea.com

ADVENTURES of the EYEs  

All my works are created trough my extraordinary fantastic and sometimes even chemical imaginations. However, they do not like pipe dreams. In fact people believe that they are real buildings and spaces because I depict not only the outline but also all of elaborate details in each works. I create image of the side, back, and even the inside of the buildings. My eyes circle around, and sometimes intentionally wander between buildings in the space. Eyes are like those of bird or like those of wind. My source of creations are my early experience of bonsai making and maze illustration. These works make use of an aerial perspective, which like the diagram for a maze shows the whole from above(the macro View) while including minute details (the micro view). If you explore any small part of my works, you find amazing stories and some unique characters.The early bonsai-type models look like bonsai art. Bonsai reflects the Japanese traditional aesthetic sense of expressing the magnificence of nature in a small potted plant. However, the density of decoration and the rich stories of my works contain extraordinary times and spaces which differ from the bonsai world determined by plants physiology.

May 13, 2012

hummingbird amulet

by Katyslany

hummingbird amulet

“In Mexico people wear hummingbird amulets around their necks to show they are searching for love. Here people pretend that they aren’t. Searching.”
― Francesca Lia Block

May 12, 2012

Regina-uh uhhh

by Katyslany
May 12, 2012

Brown and agile child, the sun which forms the fruit And ripens the grain and twists the seaweed Has made your happy body and your luminous eyes And given your mouth the smile of water…You are the delirious youth of bee, The drunkedness of the wave, the power of the wheat.

by Emma

via

May 10, 2012

boniverotica

by Emma

Bon Iver and I are playing games on our road trip. He begins. ‘What are your top five trees to make love beneath?’

We finally agree on a list. Bayleaved willows beside a quiet pond. Aspens, but only when the breeze is gentle and persistent, in late September when the yellow-orange seems almost not to come from nature. Lodgepole pines that sing anciently as they sway. Wild plum trees, if we can share the sweet fruits afterwards with sticky kisses. And white cedar, which has a significance that only we could ever understand.

http://boniverotica.tumblr.com/

too good.

!!!!ha.

May 10, 2012

The Eagleman Stag

by Emma

woah! stop-motion animation (yeah, really, no computer) using foam blocks by Mikey Please.

behind the scenes here

 

May 9, 2012

where i be…

by Katyslany

Image

May 8, 2012

very vital.

by Emma

“If you don’t feel that you are possibly on the edge of humiliating yourself,
of losing control of the whole thing, then probably what you are doing isn’t
very vital.”

John Irving
photo. Ryan McGinley
May 8, 2012

Quinault

by Emma


Yoshihiko Ueda
emptykingdom

May 7, 2012

Like wings when we awaken

by Katyslany

Image

May 6, 2012

Adornment

by Emma


Decorated Trebesh Bride, Kosovo

article here

May 5, 2012

this day

by Emma

like you said, to mark this day

May 5, 2012

I had no more alphabet than the swallows in their courses, the tiny, shining water of the small bird on fire which dances out of the pollen.

by Emma


Steven Meisel for Vogue Italia, Dec 07. more here.

May 5, 2012

more weetz

by Emma

silver stars
yes please!

May 4, 2012

perigee-syzygy

by Emma

Tonight/tomorrow the moon is the closest it comes to us all year. and so full.

moon kiss.

Navigating the Imagination – Cornell Interactive playpen.

May 4, 2012

Weetzie Boots

by Katyslany
Boots

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May 3, 2012

you are……

by Katyslany

“You are my Marilyn. You are my lake full of fishes. You are my sky set, my ‘Hollywood in Miniature,’ my pink Cadillac, my highway, my martini, the stage for my heart to rock and roll on, the screen where my movies light up.”

Francesca Lia Block, Weetzie Bat

May 3, 2012

This is everything

by Katyslany

May 3, 2012

people are nuts if they think they are important

by Katyslany

May 3, 2012

The relation wind, rain, and cloud to human being after death

by Katyslany

May 3, 2012

all of the places we could sleep

by Katyslany

May 3, 2012

Japanomania

by Katyslany

May 3, 2012

Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.

by Emma