all is so perfectly, damnedly well


Félix Bracquemond, Sketchbook with manuscript notes, 1868-74. France. 67 leaves of drawings and watercolors of forests and vegetation in Balleroy, Calvados; preliminary designs for prints. Complete: Getty Museum


I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.

(Source: verrsailles)

The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.

—Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via quoted-books)


my new watercolors in the Lovely show at the Galerie Arludik in Paris until July 19th.


When people ask you to come down from your room and socialize.


(via pizza)