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narcissusskisses: Hotel room portraits by Richard renaldi

Wed, 15 May 2013 08:22:34 -0400

narcissusskisses:

Hotel room portraits by Richard renaldi

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Fri, 03 May 2013 18:17:37 -0400

thepixelatednerd: 180 Amsterdam

Wed, 01 May 2013 18:03:35 -0400

thepixelatednerd:

180 Amsterdam

furry-boots: Young Avengers

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 16:09:25 -0400

furry-boots:

Young Avengers

dinozavro: Bergen, Norway.

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 19:49:47 -0400

dinozavro:

Bergen, Norway.

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Sun, 21 Apr 2013 15:54:55 -0400

sighcry-five: frida- quick sketch :)

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 11:19:32 -0400

sighcry-five:

frida- quick sketch :)

instagram: @ZachDriftwood’s #Petheadz Some say pets look like...

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 17:47:31 -0400

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instagram:

@ZachDriftwood’s #Petheadz

Some say pets look like their owners, but one Canadian photographer has taken it to a new and creative extreme. In his series, #petheadz, Zachary Rose (@zachdriftwood) takes DSLR portraits of people’s pets and mashes them up with portraits of their owners by cleverly holding the camera in the foreground.

The series started as an exercise in creativity with his two roommates but quickly caught on. To date, Zach has taken 18 #petheadz portraits of people all over Toronto. (His mom even posed for a photo with her German shepherd.) The project is still on-going with a lengthy wait-list, and Zach is excited to continue meeting people—and pets—around the city as he keeps shooting.

lacebras: somedevil: Luciana Rondolini, 2012

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 19:49:08 -0400

lacebras:

somedevil:

Luciana Rondolini, 2012

ladylana-andthediamonds: Sailor Lana by Kiwi6 ~ Auraaa

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 19:48:59 -0400

ladylana-andthediamonds:

Sailor Lana by Kiwi6 ~ Auraaa

ozzkink: Hairy

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 19:48:46 -0400

ozzkink:

Hairy

cordeliagablewrites: Obi. Restive gaze, the arkof smug platypi,...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 19:48:38 -0400

cordeliagablewrites:

Obi.

Restive gaze, the ark
of smug platypi, as John Wayne
succumbs to the pursed
nostalgia of Shelley’s worn
shoulders. Perhaps he whimpers
for the puddling double-chin,
the lobotomy served up
at post-colonial luncheons
by white gloved stallions.

There was no fountain in the head
of such a bias, where gentlemen
elude the formulations of geometric
unrest. To be assaulted would be
a windfall, a departure, demonic
and reflected back a million-fold
beside the dream of erect pines
and the leering Portuguese.

There is no crisis, no death, no God,
even, or resurrection of any consequence,
when the faucet leaks, interminably.

—-

Art by Siegfried Zademack