The Addams Family Haunted House, Aurora Model Kit - 1965 advertisement.
Holy. Crap.
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First session on my client’s Coraline and Jack Skellington arm piece background still to come. Done by Kristen Goetz nothingleft2lose@yahoo.com
For ‘Shortcuts to Hell’ film competition.
further down
the spiral i tread,
feeling the inside
of my crumble head,
watching another
sunset die,
wondering why i
feel so high.
blood streaming
down my skin,
face pulled into
a rictus grin,
putrefication in
the dust,
feel my innards
turn to rust.
the bright glass moon
burns my eyes,
giggling at all
it’s stupid lies,
promises i drank
like wine,
stupid things
i wished were mine.
no more tears
to be shed,
my cup runneth over
with nectar lead,
wash the world in purple
and red,
so comfortable
the downward spiral.
(PL, 2003)
http://vectoronezero.wordpress.com/2003/06/09/further-down/
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My 3rd tattoo, done 2 days ago by artist: Andro, Wildfire Tattoo, Canal Walk, Cape Town, SA.
JOSS WHEDON: I find that when you read a script, or rewrite something, or look at something that’s been gone over, you can tell, like rings on a tree, by how bad it is, how long it’s been in development.
NEIL GAIMAN: Yes. It really is this thing of executives loving the smell of their own urine and urinating on things. And then more execs come in, and they urinate. And then the next round. By the end, they have this thing which just smells like pee, and nobody likes it.
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— http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1109313,00.html#ixzz2RXrXd8TI (via neil-gaiman)Zero Mostel, Phil Silvers, Buster Keaton, and Jack Gilford, via Tom Sutpen.
i am become stillness,
the violent silence and hushed tones,
dried tears,
the pollen of heavily scented flowers
on polished wood.
i am the faded wallpaper,
the canapes,
the scent of carpet cleaner.
i am aching anguish and self loathing,
painful questions that time will eventually,
mercifully erase.
i am mundane, and everyday, and not special.
(PL, 2011)
http://vectoronezero.wordpress.com/2011/06/09/i-am-become-stillness/