lime and liminal
or
sublime and subliminal

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kurt o At RcN dot c0m

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24th January 2012

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Found Story Notes - Author Unknown

Gray - narcissist
never met a
camera he didn’t like.

Exhibitionist.
Pix – wife/sister
why steal pix, she’s
my mother & my sister

How come never raided
Friends – high placed
get cauter

Gray in car,
smelled booze
sips from flask

Theater Guzy – but
tape decided
to blackmail him.

Lebane (drunk)
say found pix
waxy controlled him

Notien Tex lying
hi why really want
to find her?

21st January 2012

Video reblogged from Laughing Squid Links with 780 notes

laughingsquid:

My First Hardcore Song by an 8-Year-Old Punk Rock Girl Named Juliet

Source: Laughing Squid

11th January 2012

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reginasworld:

Ayaka Ito and Randall Church’s project ‘Cinema Flash Showdown’

reginasworld:

Ayaka Ito and Randall Church’s project ‘Cinema Flash Showdown’

Source: reginasworld

11th January 2012

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Tagged: duckamusement park

10th January 2012

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This is my chosen kitten internet photo.  I suspect we each eventually have to claim one before we are allowed off this planet. Why this one for me? Because it looks like a rock album cover, but with kittens. If I ever do a rock album, I’ll re-stage this shot, with kittens instead of kittens.

This is my chosen kitten internet photo.  I suspect we each eventually have to claim one before we are allowed off this planet. Why this one for me? Because it looks like a rock album cover, but with kittens. If I ever do a rock album, I’ll re-stage this shot, with kittens instead of kittens.

Source: theittybittykittycommittee.com

10th January 2012

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Brooklyn, NYC.

Brooklyn, NYC.

Tagged: storefrontwindows

10th January 2012

Photoset reblogged from Tumbleword with 20,582 notes

intweetion:

kaeldra-1:rainwhisker:spenacethemenace:

jacindamagnolia:

Echolilia

All parents love their children. But what do you do when you can’t connect with them? In my case, I started making photographs of, and with, my son Elijah, who has autism spectrum disorder. This series—the title is from “echolalia,” a clinical term for the mimicking aspect of his condition—shows the bridges we’ve built on our shared journey of wonder, discovery, and understanding.

We began this project when Eli was five. He was doing well at school but fixating on odd things, lashing out, speaking repetitively. My wife and I couldn’t figure him out. Then I started taking pictures of him around the house. It was an instinctive act for a photographer: Point your camera at something in order to make sense of it. But a curious thing happened. As I documented what Eli was doing and creating, he became interested in the images I was making. I was learning how he thinks; he was learning what I like and value.

We soon had a system. Eli would do something unusual, one of us would notice, and we’d make a photo of it together. The pictures we took over three years were more raw and feral than anything I’d done as an editorial or advertising photographer. And more personal. This is, after all, the story of a father and his son.

Timothy Archibald’s book, Echolilia: Sometimes I Wonder, was published last year by Echo Press. See more of his work at timothyarchibald.com.

[This one made me cry. And happy.]

Source: timothyarchibald.com

10th January 2012

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from Playing With Fire

I had a nightmare about the empty village last night.  In the dream it was morning and I woke up in one of the huts, all alone.  Everything was empty.  It was the loneliest place in the world.  There was no one around for hundreds of miles.  No animals, even.  In the dream I’d been lying there for days and days, like I was paralyzed.  I had nowhere else to go.

9th January 2012

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Riding my bike up 6th Avenue this morning, a firetruck came barreling up so I pulled over to avoid the jockeying for position.  As I paused, I saw on the curb in front of me this fading piece of art. I should thank whoever started the fire, for bringing me to this little gem.

Riding my bike up 6th Avenue this morning, a firetruck came barreling up so I pulled over to avoid the jockeying for position.  As I paused, I saw on the curb in front of me this fading piece of art. I should thank whoever started the fire, for bringing me to this little gem.

Tagged: street artgraffiti

6th January 2012

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Freight elevator, Tribeca, NYC.

Freight elevator, Tribeca, NYC.