artofwounding
artofwounding
how heaven is a slaughterhouse
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artofwounding · 5 days ago
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“..the June nights are long and warm; the roses flowering; and the garden full of lust and bees..”
— Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vanessa Bell c. June 1926
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artofwounding · 8 days ago
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artofwounding · 8 days ago
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artofwounding · 9 days ago
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Dolce&Gabbana RTW Spring 2011
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artofwounding · 9 days ago
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ok but i need 2 open the wound More.
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artofwounding · 9 days ago
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@medievalanchoress a visual storybook<3
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artofwounding · 12 days ago
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artofwounding · 14 days ago
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Claudette Colbert dressed as Pierrot the Clown, 1930s
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artofwounding · 15 days ago
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Kai Cheng Thom, from "to Jesus Christ", Falling Back in Love with Being Human: Letters to Lost Souls
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artofwounding · 1 month ago
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Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me poster!
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artofwounding · 1 month ago
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La Belle et la Bête (1946)
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artofwounding · 1 month ago
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Scent bottle (18th century) with gilt stopper, hand-painted enamel decoration featuring delicate floral motifs, and the French motto "Tout pour vous" ("All for you"). Currently in the collection of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.
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artofwounding · 2 months ago
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Manorbier Castle
Pembrokeshire, Sept 22
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artofwounding · 2 months ago
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Shin Hyun Ji for Noir Lames FW 24 Collection
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artofwounding · 2 months ago
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December 29 by Max Ritvo
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artofwounding · 2 months ago
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When I was going mad I had a dream that I was lying face down on a sheet of ice and underneath me, hand to hand, mouth to mouth, was another me, ice-trapped. I want to break the ice, but will I stab myself? [...] I could not smash the ice that separated me from myself, I could only let it melt, and that meant losing all firm foothold, all sense of ground. It meant a chaotic merging with what felt like utter craziness. All my life I have worked from the wound. To heal it would mean an end to one identity – the defining identity. But the healed wound is not the disappeared wound; there will always be a scar. I will always be recognisable by my scar.
Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
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artofwounding · 2 months ago
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Yellowjackets 1x08 // Christ Walking on Water, Julius Sergius von Klever // Yellowjackets 3x09 // Walking on Water, Ivan Aivazovsky
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