The whole time I was hoping my silence would fit yours and exclamation marks would gently float across time and space so that boundaries would be crossed; the whole time I was praying you would read my eyes and understand what I was never able to understand. See, we were never about butterflies. We’ve always been about burning stars. All about us is unearthly and radiant.

Anna Akhmatova 
Apr 20 ·11:51am

|| [because i thought it was ill] by Kaga

Apr 20 ·01:44am


A few new paintings.

The two dog pieces are my contributions to Best in Show, a dog-themed exhibition at Double Punch, put together by Alison Dubois!

Apr 20 ·01:41am


Henri Matisse
‘Blue Nude II’
Gouache on paper

Watercolour and ink

Apr 20 ·01:40am
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This never gets old.

Apr 18 ·10:33pm

Adventures of Odysseus and the tale of Troy, 1918Illustrated by Willy Pogany


Adventures of Odysseus and the tale of Troy, 1918
Illustrated by Willy Pogany


Apr 18 ·10:31pm

Dante and Virgile in Hell, detail (1850)

William-Adolphe Bouguereau

Apr 18 ·10:30pm


Elisa Strozyk

Wooden. Rugs. Rolls those two words around in your mind hole for a minute or two. German artist Elisa Strozyk has created three variations of these delightful coverings. Strozyk dyes and connects row upon row of triangular pieces as she pulls together the end result of a colored wooden rug, which is so flexible that you can literally crumple it up and toss it into a corner. (via Design Milk)

Apr 18 ·10:30pm

As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.

C. G. Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections 
Apr 17 ·11:48pm


Krzysztof Kieślowski, 1990s

Apr 17 ·11:48pm