Hypnotising and dreamy..

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.
— Chuck Palahniuk (via unbearabilityofbeauty)
Reblogged from Fuck Yeah #23

Chicago, 1969

Chicago, 1969

arpeggia:

Jackson Pollock at work, 1945
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greeneyes55:

Café Andre 1920s
Photo: Else Thalemann 

greeneyes55:

Café Andre 1920s

Photo: Else Thalemann 

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Tumblr is an aesthetic pleasure, like entering a modern art museum for the first time.
Baig: A Tumblr guide for newbies - true poetry from USA TODAY. We couldn’t agree more! (via tumblropenarts)
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elisebrown:

On the set of Annie Hall

Brian Hamill

greeneyes55:

Barcelona 1964 
Photo: Xavier Miserachs 

greeneyes55:

Barcelona 1964 

Photo: Xavier Miserachs 

Reblogged from GREEN EYES 55
This is about all the bad days in the world. I used to have some little bad days, and I kept them in a little box. And one day, I threw them out into the yard. “Oh, it’s just a couple little innocent bad days.” Well, we had a big rain. I don’t know what it was growing in but I think we used to put eggshells out there and coffee grounds, too. Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me. Choke those little bad days. Choke ‘em down to nothin’. They’re your days. Choke ‘em!
— Tom Waits (via kmitt)
My dear, I think of you always and at night I build myself a warm nest of things I remember and float in your sweetness till morning.
Zelda Fitzgerald, letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald. Mid- November 1931
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