merry christmas from the bog man himself
merry christmas from the bog man himself

Antonio Tonelli (b.1934) - The Big Comet. 2004. Acrylic on canvas.

Witch Fashion time! Returning to some simplicity to mess with techniques is always fun. Also who doesn’t love Witches?

Antonio Canova, Sleeping Lion, marble sculpture, 1792

Bro it’s got a heart shaped barrel
It’s a magical girl musket
fuckin love the temporal confusion new k&f listeners get … It opens with the most noir motherfucker in the world monologuing like it’s 1930something and his roommate who walked straight out of a victorian gothic novel and then you get slapped in the face with the fact that kane is a hyperdramatic millennial goth who 100% wore siouxsie sioux makeup as a teenager and feels texts him cat pictures and both of them are pro wrestling nerds. it’s modern day they’re just both really really committed to their respective aesthetics

“In My Place”. Amandine Guihard by Noémi Ottilia Szabo for Blanc Magazine April 2020
[Amy Woolard, from “IF BY YOU YOU MEAN WE”
“The apples are early this year, & the grass is late. The taxi is
Early & the past is late. The fist is late. The tooth–like the news
Of the tooth–broke both early & late. I’m telling you: this all
Really happened. I had a love I ripped through like it was bread.”]

The phrase floating rib or vertebral rib (Latin: costae fluctuantes) refers to the two lowermost, the eleventh and twelfth rib pairs; so-called because they are attached only to the vertebrae–and not to the sternum or cartilage of the sternum. These ribs are relatively small and delicate, and include a cartilaginous tip.