Skirt print for the day.

explore-blog:

The little-known art of Zelda Fitzgerald – pictured here, her painting of springtime at Washington Square Park.

That color palette tho. #recycling

Morning.

Long island iced tea, in an adorable globe glass. #cocktails

Work isn’t all that bad. #finerthings #cigars #theleaf

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ianbrooks:

The End of the Pier photos by Finn Hopson

"The slow demise of Brighton’s West Pier.

 The final section of the UK’s only grade II listed pier, photographed during some of the lowest tides of the year from 2012 until the present day. An ongoing project that will end once its finally disappeared into the sea. As seems appropriate for a project concerning the slow passing of time each image is shot as a very long exposure, varying from about 30 seconds to 4 minutes, isolating the details of this grand old structure in the water, and highlighting what’s no longer there. “

Prints available at finnhopson.com

Artist: Behance / Blog

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Latergram. @autumnmoo and the outdoor indoor furniture at #Mezamiz

thedolab:

Heather Hansen uses charcoal and movement to create these works of art. Visit her website to see more: http://heatherhansen.net/

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That green tea though. Just makes me feel better.

That soy sauce.

Our business is to see what we can do with the English language as it is. How can we combine the old words in new orders so that they survive, so that they create beauty, so that they tell the truth? That is the question.

And the person who could answer that question would deserve whatever crown of glory the world has to offer. Think what it would mean if you could teach, if you could learn, the art of writing. Why, every book, every newspaper would tell the truth, would create beauty.

Virginia Woolf, who drowned on March 28, 1941, on the art of language and the beauty of words in the only surviving recording of her voice. (via explore-blog)

Happy death day Virginia.

I could make these

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That mint and lime and bubbles.

The cocktail making shall begin again. With @autumnmoo