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Kelly McKernan on We Heart It.

(Source: benfrostisdead)

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The language of dreams is so different to the language of academics. It’s beyond me. But the difference of spoken language and the language of the head is vast. Huge. It used to be all spoken. All out front and in the air.
Sam Shepard (via a-femmefatalist)

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My Childhood 


Red Moon by

April 2014.


Korova Milk + and Moon-Watcher by Rhys Cooper

12” X 36” 6 color screen prints, numbered edition of 50. Available HERE.

Part of the “KUBRICK" tribute art show at Spoke Art / Tumblr


Michael Parkes
selected by Alternative Art

Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme,
it just has to touch someone,
where your hands couldn’t.

(via lamanchasknight)

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I don’t know how to answer. I know what I think, but words in the head are like voices underwater. They are distorted.
Jeanette Winterson, Oranges are Not the Only Fruit  (via lamegrownup)

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