Haruki Murakami (via likeafieldmouse)
i’ve got a major problem with this. While it’s true to some extent, too true, we are responsible with filling in the gaps not with things but with ourselves. If anything ageing creates us to be more ourselves. It’s easy to feel sorry for yourself at any age. We must go out and live what’s left of our lives with our own selves.
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Sátántangó nº 1, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 2, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 3, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 4, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 5, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 6, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 7, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
Sátántangó nº 8, 2011. Graphite on linen, 18 x 24 cm.
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Ventral. Several Associations.
Les dernières fumées / Les jambes en l’air by Angélina Nové
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Picked them up one by one.
From The war of the worlds, by Herbert George Wells, New York, 1898.
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The Face March 1997, The Clinic
Cali Rand in Hussein Chalayan by Sean Ellis
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