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earlyfrost:

A Victorian-era lachrymosa, also called lachrymatory, tear catchers, or tear vials. Sometimes worn on a necklace, sometimes held, they were used the gather the tears wept by mourners at funerals. One type of lachrymosa had a special top which allowed the tears to evaporate (signifying the time to stop mourning), others had a sealed top to allow the tears to last for a year, at which point they would be poured on the grave of the person whom the tears were wept for.

earlyfrost:

A Victorian-era lachrymosa, also called lachrymatory, tear catchers, or tear vials. Sometimes worn on a necklace, sometimes held, they were used the gather the tears wept by mourners at funerals. One type of lachrymosa had a special top which allowed the tears to evaporate (signifying the time to stop mourning), others had a sealed top to allow the tears to last for a year, at which point they would be poured on the grave of the person whom the tears were wept for.

(Source: dollymacabre, via gethustle)

  5:29 am  |   January 27 2012   |  4,718 notes  

proustitute:

Leonardo da Vinci, Due bombarde che scagliano palle esplosive Veneranda Biblioteca  (via iamjapanese) 

proustitute:

Leonardo da Vinci, Due bombarde che scagliano palle esplosive Veneranda Biblioteca  

(via iamjapanese) 

  5:29 am  |   January 27 2012   |  125 notes  

proustitute:

Andrew Wyeth, Branch in the Snow, 1980

proustitute:

Andrew Wyeth, Branch in the Snow, 1980

  5:28 am  |   January 27 2012   |  123 notes  

forming:


Marina Abramovic and her lover/collaborator Ulay performing “Death Self”. (This performance consisted of the two artists seated in front of each other, connected at the mouth. They took in each other’s breaths until all of their available oxygen had been used up. The performance lasted only 17 minutes, resulting in both artists collapsing unconscious to the floor, having filled their lungs with carbon dioxide. This personal piece explored the idea of an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it)

i tried this in my bed nearly a year ago. it was really intimate/scary. then we absorbed each other’s lives, and destroyed them.

forming:

Marina Abramovic and her lover/collaborator Ulay performing “Death Self”. (This performance consisted of the two artists seated in front of each other, connected at the mouth. They took in each other’s breaths until all of their available oxygen had been used up. The performance lasted only 17 minutes, resulting in both artists collapsing unconscious to the floor, having filled their lungs with carbon dioxide. This personal piece explored the idea of an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it)

i tried this in my bed nearly a year ago. it was really intimate/scary. then we absorbed each other’s lives, and destroyed them.

(Source: cronicasdepaloma)

  5:27 am  |   January 27 2012   |  12,866 notes  

cavetocanvas:

James Abbott McNeill Whistler, Arrangement in Grey and Black: The Artist’s Mother, 1871

cavetocanvas:

James Abbott McNeill Whistler, Arrangement in Grey and Black: The Artist’s Mother, 1871

  5:27 am  |   January 27 2012   |  253 notes  

“But granted the consciousness that even between the closest people there persist infinite distances, a wonderful living side by side can arise for them, if they succeed in loving the expanse between them…”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters: 1899-1902, trans. Jane Bannard Greene (via proustitute)

  5:26 am  |   January 27 2012   |  205 notes  

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No Doubt - Don’t Speak

infinite angst

  5:21 am  |   January 27 2012  

druggysleep:

druggysleep:

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  11:54 pm  |   January 1 2012   |  320 notes  

rosemaryandguy:

(suicideblonde)

rosemaryandguy:

(suicideblonde)

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  11:53 pm  |   January 1 2012   |  1,586 notes  

iceblack:

tauba auerbach

iceblack:

tauba auerbach

  11:52 pm  |   January 1 2012   |  33 notes  

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