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June 2011

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Jun 29, 20112 notes
#music
Jun 27, 20113 notes
#olivia lo #stay gold #fashion
Jun 24, 20114 notes
#artworks
“I like things that are handmade & I like to see people’s hand in the world, anywhere in the world; it doesn’t matter to me where it is. In my own work, I do everything by hand. I don’t project or use anything mechanical, because even though I do spend a lot of time trying to perfect my line work & my hand, my hand will always be imperfect because it’s human. I think it’s the part that’s off that’s interesting, that even if I’m doing really big letters & I spend a lot of time going over the line and over the line & trying to make it straight, I’ll never be able to make it straight. From a distance it might look straight, but when you get close up, you can always see the line waver. & I think that’s where the beauty is.” —margaret kilgallen
Jun 23, 20118 notes
#margaret kilgallen #handmade
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Jun 20, 2011
#music
Jun 18, 201134 notes
#tekkon kinkreet #manga #taiyo matsumoto #illustration
Jun 18, 2011
#shizu salamando #illustration #ink
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Jun 16, 20113 notes
#washed out #soul
“Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good. If it doesn’t, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere, but one has a heart & the other doesn’t. One makes for a joyful journey & the other will make you curse your life. Anything is one of a million paths. A path is only a path. If you feel you should not follow it, you must not stay with it under any conditions. To have such clarity, you must lead a disciplined life free of fear or ambition. Only then will you know that any path is only a path & there is no affront, to oneself or to others, in dropping it if that is what your heart tells you to do.” —carlos castaneda
Jun 11, 2011
#carlos castaneda
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Jun 9, 2011
#janelle monae #soul
Jun 7, 20114 notes
#wisdom
Jun 6, 20112 notes
#david choe #hip hop
Jun 4, 201110 notes
#bruce lee #wisdom
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Jun 4, 2011
#j dilla #soul
“If one morning in the Spring, a stranger came and said to me, your mother, father, brother, sister, uncle, lover, friend is dead from a B-52, napalm bombing, search and destroy misson, air attack, Tet offensive, My Lai massacre, failed escape, I would not scream but make of my body a net, a tarp, stretched taut across the sky, the sea, over every village and hamlet, prepared to catch everything from the sky, shade everything on the ground, rain water and receive you, war, with arms outstretched.” —lê thi diem thúy
Jun 4, 2011
Jun 4, 20111 note
#illustration #story
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Jun 4, 2011
#charlie chaplin
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