Bashar: The 3 aspects of You.

THE SEURAT BANGLE
Inspired by post-Impressionist artist George Seurat, a pointillist-style palette of
spessartites, tsavorites, yellow sapphires, fancy sapphires and diamonds.
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THE SEURAT BANGLE
Inspired by post-Impressionist artist George Seurat, a pointillist-style palette of
spessartites, tsavorites, yellow sapphires, fancy sapphires and diamonds.

Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.
Albert Einstein
Some people will always need help. That doesn’t mean they’re not worth helping.
Meera Reed, Game of Thrones.

ianbrooks:

The Monster Chair by Marcel Wanders

As part of a portfolio for his design company Moooi, Marcel created these quilted monster-faced leather chairs, complete with sofas and barstools that are considerably less scary looking. While it’s not the creepiest thing I’ve ever seen, I nonetheless dont like the feeling that my chair might be looking at me, as I’m already paranoid the furniture in my house is watching and silently judging me. 

Artist: Website (via: If It’s Hip It’s Here)

actegratuit:

Pierre Williams

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agypsysoultoblame:

The many faces of rape

Heart breaking.

Source: newbyoes

One’s destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking things.”
― Henry Miller
(via journalofanobody)

Source: journalofanobody

arpeggia:

Claude Monet in his studio

Source: arpeggia

Zimoun + Hannes Zweifel : 200 prepared dc-motors, 2000 cardboard elements 70x70cm, 2011

Tickled creativity lends to birthed ideas within the mind. Like gloriously spewed laughter, the tickled creativity responds.
As such , this video does indeed tickle and whet the appetite and calm the senses.

I have dreamed a dream

With my waking eyes

That you would love me,

That you would hold me here.

I have seen a dream with my waking heart

Of who you are;

I have known,

And beg to believe that I am not wrong.

I have seen those eyes,

With a heart that awoke.

These eyes saw them,

The need, acceptance, subtle joy.

I saw a stream

Which we are,

Far less disjointed than the reality that faces me;

Intertwined and smooth

Like surfing waves upon waves

That tumble and glide on each other –

No space but their mesh

That always reminds me of being ones self.

Surf the wave, this is how I have seen it – to live and to live well

-here now 2 waves surf each other.

Now those eyes I see to bring me sadness

And confusion for the times we meet.

They remind me ever so, that those eyes do not exist but could.

If they could they do.

They do –

In some future distance that might never be, but always is, as long as I see it.

We are not 2 waves, but those that clash – not to smash

But swirl in our angled cross.

You are the one who’s heart I have seen

And loved. I have felt and felt it bright.

I have known in myself that this vision is true

Every night and every day, except when we meet.

Then if it is true, then it will lead,

If not to you, then to me. It will lead me to truth.

I cannot help the sadness that I cannot see the longing in your eyes.

 

- Brian Kivuti (14/3/13)

Milk Glass

I am love.

Peace is my step

and joy is found within my voice.

Truth is my language, my search, my hope.

I am love,

with peace in every breath

like the still sea that surrounds me;

full of life, this is the world within me.

Love, forever I am,

Forever was,

Forever will,

on this journey knowing truth

with much more yet to come

that always was.

                                                      - Brian Kivuti

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