The Continuous Unraveling of an Ever-Changing Mind.
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Even though my days have gotten better, this mood has yet to go.

littlelimpstiff14u2:

Studio Visit: Smithe Combats Urban Chaos With Imaginative Murals and Illustrations

In a 200 year old building in Mexico City’s central historic district, illustrator, graphic designer and street artist Smithe brings to life scenes from another world. Downstairs from his studio, there is a cantina that still houses a bullet fired from Mexican revolutionary Pancho Villa’s gun.

The artist counts 19th-century Mexican printmaker José Guadalupe Posada and 1970s Virgil Finlay sci-fi comics as his primary influences, and has traveled extensively to paint walls, notably for an immigration-related piece in Bushwick, a mystic work completed in June for the Richmond Mural Project and a large-scale piece for the Pangeaseed Sea Walls mural project in Isla Mujeres, Mexico this past week.

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But if these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in.
Junot Díaz (via likeafieldmouse) ←

dailydooods:

You Could Be… - June 28, 2014

It’s hard to say “dude, sometimes I just really fucking hate you because you act so shwap when I come around.”

Solid reasons to not go home.

toughbb:

Aubrey Plaza’s acceptance speech at Young Hollywood Awards 2012 (x)

hahahahhahahahah god damnit

ifimeanalottoyou:

Drugs Under The Microscope

I remember my son once asked me, “Did you ever, like, kiss in high school?” And I told him this long drawn-out story of how shy I was, how I finally got a girlfriend but she broke up with me because I was too shy to try to kiss her, and then I had another girlfriend but still couldn’t figure out kissing. The technique was always a big obstacle in my head, like, How do you kiss? Where does your chin go? Forget about anything beyond kissing-first base was a total mystery to me. So I’m telling my son this long story, and he listens patiently until he finally realizes where I’m going with it, and he says, “Dad, no-did you like Kiss in high school? Kiss, the band!” And I was, “Oh yeah, Kiss…they were good.”

nyhistory:

June 23, 1611: The mutinous crew of Henry Hudson’s fourth voyage sets Hudson and his loyal crew members adrift in an open boat in what is now Hudson Bay; they are never seen again. 

Gorham Manufacturing Co. (Frank J. Ready, designer), Memorial to Henry Hudson: The Arrival of the Halve Maen, 1609, 1908. Leaded glass. New-York Historical Society, Gift of the Society of the Daughters of Holland Dames of New York, 1908.40

Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.
Mandy Hale (via onlinecounsellingcollege) ←

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Illustrator & Artist:

Donald T. McCullough