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arsarteetlabore:

Knot design - Leonardo da vinci
Aug 1, 2014 / 652 notes

arsarteetlabore:

Knot design - Leonardo da vinci

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forsakensanity:

Tonight the moon, tomorrow the sun,
Let this power build till my will is done.
Aug 1, 2014 / 148 notes

forsakensanity:

Tonight the moon, tomorrow the sun,

Let this power build till my will is done.

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ancient-serpent:

Snakes, Vintage Illustration on Design Squish
Aug 1, 2014 / 535 notes
thevictorianduchess:

A Young Beauty with a Wreath of Roses (detail)Edouard BissonOil on canvasc. 20th century
Jul 31, 2014 / 9,394 notes

thevictorianduchess:

A Young Beauty with a Wreath of Roses (detail)
Edouard Bisson
Oil on canvas
c. 20th century

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When you get to a point where you’ve read an amazing number of books, you change. You’ve read so much that what may seem new or interesting to most (and even to the writer of the book you’re reading) is just a variation to you. Your expectations regarding the work change.

Due to subjectivity being what it is, many writers can mistake what’s happening and view it as the books getting worse, not their own aesthetic changing. Two things can happen. One, despair at what they perceive is the dying of quality. You see this a lot with people who hit a certain number of books read: they begin to rail against the dreadfulness of everything. It can lead to bitterness, cynicism, and outright hatred of something they previously loved.

Secondly, and you see this with a lot of artists, is that they begin to gravitate toward something that feels new to them. They seek out ‘artist’s artists’ and are not happy when those voices aren’t welcomed by the mainstream, because these are stories aimed at people who’ve simply consumed a terrific amount of fiction to be able to enjoy the work.

The fate of today’s book bloggers

I like this idea. It makes me wonder whether the same thing can be said not just for books and music (specifically, I’m thinking of the new Savages album), but film… food… everything. Are there certain high water-marks we reach and never really come back from as manic consumers of something?

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Jul 31, 2014 / 571 notes
aseaofquotes:

— Susan Sontag
Jul 31, 2014 / 1,271 notes

aseaofquotes:

— Susan Sontag

plaguedogart:

"Red Fox Bloom"
New piece, now available on redbubble:
http://www.redbubble.com/people/plaguedog/works/12301281-red-fox-bloom
Jul 31, 2014 / 668 notes

plaguedogart:

"Red Fox Bloom"

New piece, now available on redbubble:

http://www.redbubble.com/people/plaguedog/works/12301281-red-fox-bloom

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greuze:

Attributed to Hugues Jean François Paul Duqueylard, Orpheus (Detail), 18th/19th Century
Jul 30, 2014 / 839 notes

greuze:

Attributed to Hugues Jean François Paul Duqueylard, Orpheus (Detail), 18th/19th Century

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April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.
Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka (via amcq)

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Jul 30, 2014 / 7,954 notes

The Mage Stone
Jul 30, 2014 / 302 notes

The Mage Stone

ex0skeletal:

Tiffany Bozic
Jul 30, 2014 / 387 notes

ex0skeletal:

Tiffany Bozic

Jul 29, 2014 / 14,025 notes
cosmicwolfstorm:

▽ by S - Lpis
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whimsy-cat:

Handmade crowns by Elemental Child.

OH MY GOD I want go get married in the rose Quartz one omfg

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Jul 28, 2014 / 1,662 notes

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