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derangedbutterfly:

Morbid Curiosity: The Richard Harris Collection

derangedbutterfly:

Morbid Curiosity: The Richard Harris Collection

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 Olivier De Sagazan from Art of the Beautiful-Grotesque

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headshotur:

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finalellipsis:

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fer1972:

More illustrations by Ricardo Martinez

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HAHAHAKJAHLJA

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alecshao:

Ashkan Honarvar - Faces, 2009 - pen on photograph

“Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. It occurs in places you least expect, revealing its art in the human body, but also cruelly absent in the presence of deformation and scars. Honarvar depicts an undeniable, unavoidable beauty by accepting the darker sides of human nature.”

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cavetocanvas:

Joseph Beuys, How to Explain Pictures to a Dead Hare, 1965
One of the artist’s most famous performances, Beuys covered his head first with honey, and then with fifty dollars worth of gold leaf. He cradles a dead hare in his arms, and strapped an iron plate to the bottom of his right shoe. Viewed from behind glass in the gallery, the audience could see Beuys walking from drawing to drawing, quietly whispering in the dead rabbit’s ear. As he walked around the room, the silence was pierced by intermittent sound of his footsteps; the loud crack of the iron on the floor, and the soundless whisper of the sole of shoe. (via)

cavetocanvas:

Joseph Beuys, How to Explain Pictures to a Dead Hare, 1965

One of the artist’s most famous performances, Beuys covered his head first with honey, and then with fifty dollars worth of gold leaf. He cradles a dead hare in his arms, and strapped an iron plate to the bottom of his right shoe. Viewed from behind glass in the gallery, the audience could see Beuys walking from drawing to drawing, quietly whispering in the dead rabbit’s ear. As he walked around the room, the silence was pierced by intermittent sound of his footsteps; the loud crack of the iron on the floor, and the soundless whisper of the sole of shoe. (via)

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