hankfinchh
hankfinchh
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Literature, photography, illustration & more. //Bukowski, Basquiat, birth marks & sun spots//
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hankfinchh · 9 months ago
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Created Equal, 1984, Jean-Michel Basquiat
Medium: mixedmedia,acrylic,oil,pen,pencil,crayon
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hankfinchh · 9 months ago
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hankfinchh · 1 year ago
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#pulp #charlesbukowski
“I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can’t be quite senseless because you are aware that it’s senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean?”
— Charles Bukowski, Pulp
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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“I knew I was strong, and maybe like they said, "crazy." But I had this feeling inside of me that something real was there.”
― Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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Terron Cooper Sorrells
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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Pez Dispenser (1984) by Jean-Michel Basquiat
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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For The Foxes, Charles Bukowski
“Don't feel sorry for me.
I am a competent,
satisfied human being.
be sorry for the others
who
fidget
complain
who
constantly
rearrange their
lives
like
furniture.
juggling mates
and
attitudes
their
confusion is
constant
and it will
touch
whoever they
deal with.
beware of them:
one of their
key words is
"love."
Illustration : @allan.nunes.art
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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Desert Flower Maksym Czajkowski
source: https://www.behance.net/gallery/114057211/Desert-Flower
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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“the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.”
― Charles Bukowski
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hankfinchh · 3 years ago
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hankfinchh · 4 years ago
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Untitled (Sans titre), 1979, Jean-Michel Basquiat
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hankfinchh · 4 years ago
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hankfinchh · 4 years ago
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