(Source: urban-teacup, via feminspire)
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the super mario brothers theme song has never been karaoked with such 90’s angst
i dreamed a dream in time gone by
when hope was high and life worth living
i dreamed that love would never die
i dreamed the god would be forgiving
but the tigers come at night, with their voices soft as thunder
as they tear your hope apart
as they turn your dream to shaaaaaaame
and still i dream she’ll come to me
and we will live the years together
but there are dreams that cannot be
and there are storms we cannot weather
(via swingsetindecember)
Maïmouna Patrizia Guerresi
As a photographer, sculptor, and installation artist, ‘Maïmouna’ Patrizia Guerresi reveals unique and authentic sensibilities in her narration of the beauty and subtleties of racial diversity and multiculturalism. Over an established career, she has developed her own symbolism, which combines cosmological and ancestral traditions belonging to various European, African, and Asian cultures. Her personal commitment to Baifall Sufism has led her to produce an aesthetic that is able to bridge time, space and civilisations, as well as figuration and abstraction.
The human body is seen as the nucleus and temple of the soul, a place that houses a delicate, higher awareness; the very conduit for encompassing natural and cosmic forces. More about mysticism than any singular religion, her work is visionary in that it restores those elusive qualities of sacredness and unity in our frequently dehumanising and fragmented contemporary visual world. Her classic iconographic style explores the universality of human experience and reclaims the often hidden nurturing powers of feminine energy. Presented as a kind of free flowing epic, the viewer is left to read the significance of her imagery and quietly meditate on its potential to personally engage with its audience. As if her figures were speaking directly to each one of us.
From her earliest experiments with the physicality and archetypal imprinting of the psyche, through to her latest, ever more metaphoric ‘inner constellations’, Maïmouna insists on a cross-cultural discourse and an expansion of the boundaries that normally dictate our individual attitudes. She invites us to see further and to look deeper – past skin colour, preconceptions, and ethnic landscapes – into the wider paradigm of inclusion. She leads us through apparently simple notions of dimensionality into the exquisite, mystical and fragile complexities of life from within. - Rosa Maria Falvo,
(via caterinasforzas)
bobby fucking hill
this is why the monks thought he was a reincarnation of a buddha
(Source: random-tv, via onlylolgifs)
White’s Books is former Penguin Books designer David Pearson’s new publishing house. Renowned artists are commissioned to design the binding for each of the beautifully crafted hardcovers. Petra Borner (a fashion designers that has worked for Louis Vuitton), Stanley Donwood (a wood- and lino-cut artist that is best known for designing Radiohead’s album covers), and Joe McLaren (an illustrator for The Times and Monocle) are just a few of the great designers.
I want *o*
oh god i’ve been looking for a beautifully designed copy of Pride and Prejudice and i think i just found it
(via januariat)
This is what we need reported more in the media-positive stories
god
(Source: lickypickystickyme, via swingsetindecember)
Please don’t call yourself a feminist if you approve of BDSM.
It’s one of the most misogynist things out there.
dictating how a woman chooses to express herself sexually is misogynistic
it’s also misogynistic to assume that all women undertake a sub position
it’s also heterosexist to assume that all bdsm is heterosexual
please place a sterile bandage on that BURN
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_burn_centers_in_the_United_States
(via nieniekoto)
There is only one woman in the world. One woman, with many faces.
- Nikos KazantzakisAlways always always reblog.
TIME LORD ALERT
This is one of the creepiest gifs i have seen, cause it looks like shes blinking…..
(Source: skinned-teen, via januariat)
98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.
though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.
Wow.
(via pilts)
