bofransson:

LIBBY’S FLATS, WYOMING - Ulrich Gleiter

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awkwardsituationist:

98 year old dobri dobrev, a man who lost his hearing in the second world war, walks 10 kilometers from his village in his homemade clothes and leather shoes to the city of sofia, where he spends the day begging for money.

Though a well recognized fixture around several of the city’s chruches, known for his prostrations of thanks to all donors, it was only recently discovered that he has donated every penny he has collected — over 40,000 euros — towards the restoration of decaying bulgarian monasteries and churches and the utility bills of orphanages, living entirely off his monthly state pension of 80 euros and the kindness of others.

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heracliteanfire:

The Arcturus adventure :. New York :Putnam,1926 (by BioDivLibrary)

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blametheleather:

everybody has that one kink that they will never ever admit to liking and will secretly read every fic ever written about it but will vehemently deny it if you ever mention it

#keep your friends close and your secret and socially unaccepted kinks closer

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amandapalmer:

the only way out.

hotsouls:

cute boy with heterochromia

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I have never loathed anything as violently as I loathe myself. 

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966)

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kvetchlandia:

Biho Takashi      Bat Before the Moon       c.1910

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Kiss Kicker: I hate my artwork, but I think that's ok →

kisskicker:

I am a Pretty Good Artist. I have worked professionally since 2006. I have worked on properties like G.I. Joe, My Little Pony, Transformers, and a host of others. You can see my work everywhere, from toy packages to comic books to DVD covers. I currently work for MinoMonsters, where I have designed everything from the monsters themselves to the environments they live in. I have done a lot of things, now that I look back on it. 

And my artwork makes me CRAZY. Absolutely bonkers. 

Oh, there are standout pieces that I like. They’re probably different from the ones you prefer (although we both align on ManSkitty). But it never feels like enough, at least to me. To me, my work is never good enough—not drafted well enough, not rendered enough, not colored right, not composed right, too stiff or too floppy or this or that or anything and everything. I can point out a hundred thousand flaws, and a hundred thousand artists who do what I do but who do it better. 

I say this not to fish for compliments, but to give a shout out to my fellow frustrated artists—which I am coming to learn, slowly, is pretty much all of us at one time or another. We all drive ourselves nuts. Our need to keep improving is compulsive. It’s equal parts horrendous and wonderful. We—I—keep pushing and trying to reach something like satisfaction, even if we don’t know what, artistically, that is. 

It was bad before the proliferation of the internet, but oh god! My Tumblr dash is like an inferiority complex, delivered right to my eyes. It pushes me to get better—and it pushes me to remember that sometimes, it’s best to unplug for a bit. 

So here’s to every person who’s ever drawn something they hate, or compared themselves to others, or looked at their work and muttered ‘why do I even BOTHER.’ SHINE ON, YOU CRAZY DIAMONDS. I’ll be shining right with you. <3