Street lamp amber, wanderlust.

thedoppelganger: Roses, Robert Mapplethorpe, 1988

Sat, 18 May 2013 22:53:45 +1000

thedoppelganger:

Roses, Robert Mapplethorpe, 1988

destructs: Robert Dickinson Jr.Untitled, 2010

Sat, 11 May 2013 00:02:53 +1000

destructs:

Robert Dickinson Jr.
Untitled, 2010

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Fri, 10 May 2013 23:56:51 +1000

chasseurseul: favorite artists: Edward Hopper...

Tue, 07 May 2013 21:29:32 +1000

chasseurseul:

favorite artists: Edward Hopper (1882-1967)

“It’s (the lack of communication between the people in his paintings) probably a reflection of my own, if I may say, loneliness. I don’t know. It could be the whole human condition.”

“Hopper is simply a bad painter, but if he were a better one, he would probably not be such a great artist.” — Clement Greenberg

What I love so much about Edward Hopper’s art isn’t necessarily the aesthetic, but the feeling it evokes when looking at it. A woman sitting in a cafe, a group of people lingering in a bar when everyone already left. People gazing into the distance. It just really captures how many people felt during industrialization, the time Edward Hopper grew up, when people started to leave the countryside and moved to the big cities. All of the sudden, you didn’t know your neighbor, you were one of many. A small unimportant part of a big mass. Anonymous, no individuality. When I look at his paintings, I feel an eerie uneasiness. Garish lighting, empty walls, people being all on their own, no connection to others (because in his paintings, even if there is more than one person, they still don’t look or touch each other in any way.) I just really feel the loneliness, the desolation, the emotional emptiness. And this is just how I feel sometimes, how we all feel sometimes, how people during the Great Depression felt, how he felt. And even though Hopper might seem like a mute witness - he wasn’t, because his art spoke for him. He gives us a glimpse in his inner self and those of many other people at that time. He points out the vulneribality, the fragility we all are cursed with, he was showing us what everyone blatantly ignored, what no one wanted to talk about. And what makes Edward Hopper such a great artist might not be techniques, or how he paints, but what he paints. And evoking such emotions in such a subtle and mysterious way is something that not many painters can do - but a true artist can.

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Sun, 05 May 2013 23:04:30 +1000

prettyskeletons: The Sleep. Frida Kahlo, 1940.

Sun, 05 May 2013 23:04:20 +1000

prettyskeletons:

The Sleep. Frida Kahlo, 1940.

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 09:21:11 +1000

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- Morrissey (via sergeantanimalmother)

pubertad: Edward Hopper, Man Seated on Bed, 1905-6

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 14:47:36 +1000

pubertad:

Edward Hopper, Man Seated on Bed, 1905-6

life: In late 1944, LIFE magazine introduced its readers to a...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 16:57:16 +1000

life:

In late 1944, LIFE magazine introduced its readers to a new breed of American citizen: the “teen-agers” — and, more specifically, the teenage girls — who would come to shape and define Western culture for decades to come. Enjoy.

(Nina Leen—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

thewakeupcall: Prada Spring 1997 campaign photographed by Glen...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 22:50:01 +1000

thewakeupcall:

Prada Spring 1997 campaign photographed by Glen Luchford.

blakeisatwat: the bags under my eyes are prada

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 23:23:22 +1000

blakeisatwat:

the bags under my eyes are prada

First Spoken Lines in Mean Streets (1973)Screenplay by Martin...

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 23:18:34 +1000

First Spoken Lines in Mean Streets (1973)
Screenplay by Martin Scorsese and Mardik Martin

showslow: Memory by Renè Magritte (1948)

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 23:00:19 +1000

showslow:

Memory by Renè Magritte (1948)

bienenkiste: Photographed by Bon Chang Koo for Vogue Korea...

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 01:06:13 +1000

bienenkiste:

Photographed by Bon Chang Koo for Vogue Korea April 2013

commovente: Gemma Ward backstage at Alexander McQueen,...

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 22:20:30 +1000

commovente:

Gemma Ward backstage at Alexander McQueen, spring/summer 2005
photographed by Anne Deniau

"Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your..."

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 23:34:29 +1000

““Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers.””

- Margaret Atwood; “Homelanding” from Good Bones (via saisonlune)

jeezny: vanitas painting by Kate Stone

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 00:16:48 +1000

jeezny:

vanitas painting by Kate Stone

Lyrical Abstraction, Cy Twombly

Sun, 03 Mar 2013 23:53:25 +1000

Lyrical Abstraction, Cy Twombly

anneyhall: Photo by Julian Schnabel

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 22:54:44 +1000

anneyhall:

Photo by Julian Schnabel

"Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes,..."

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 22:50:59 +1000

““Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.””

- Vladimir Nabokov (via katiearmour)