22pictures: untitled by geneviève bjargardóttir on Flickr. I...
untitled by geneviève bjargardóttir on Flickr.
I have no motivation today. And I feel like I miss people I haven't even met yet.
unhistorical: July 27, 1890: Vincent van Gogh shoots...
March/April 1887.
Spring 1887.
January 1888.
January 1889.
September 1889.
July 27, 1890: Vincent van Gogh shoots himself.
He died two days later, at age thirty-seven. In late 1888, van Gogh, desperate and growing increasingly unstable, had confronted his friend Paul Gauguin with a knife, before using it to cut off part of his own ear. He was taken to a hospital, where he remained in a delirious state (the locals called him "the redheaded madman") before committing himself to an asylum in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence. Here, the artist painted one of his most beloved works - The Starry Night. And ironically, it was while van Gogh was in an asylum that interest in his work actually began to build, drawing attention from men like Monet and Pissaro. He left Saint-Rémy in May 1890 to stay in Auvers-sur-Oise, where he spent the last days of his life.
On July 27, 1890, van Gogh shot himself in the chest with a revolver, though the initial impact did not kill him; in fact, he walked all the way back to the house where he had been staying before an infection began to take effect. His brother Theo, one of the few people with whom van Gogh remained in close correspondence with all his life, visited him before his death. His last words were, according to Theo:
The sadness will last forever.
In his entire lifetime, Vincent van Gogh sold only one painting (Red Vineyard at Arles).
1. when i read that you said pretentious, like jessa, i thought i read superstitious. 2. until i saw that you related a lot to marni, i had you pegged as a superstitious person. 3. i just realized that i made a terrible assumption, thinking marni isn't superstitious. ;)
Haha good point. Why are you anon? Is it because you don't have a tumblr? Or are you wanting to stay secret?
are you superstitious?
definitely not! Why do you ask?!
which girls character is closest to your personality?
That is such a great question.
I feel really close to Hannah, as she the protagonist and I think we are supposed to relate to her. Her hatred of running, the kind of best-friend relationship she has with Marni. Marni and I are equally uptight and organised and that kind of thing. And I feel like I can be a bit of a Shoshanna at times too, rapid talking and also a kind of innocence and stuff. And she isn't as loose as the other characters – she's the only one still studying, so she's very focussed on that. And the characters are very real (exaggerated, but real) so I think there are parts of all of them in all of us.
So I am probably a mix like: 40% Marni, 35% Hannah, 20% Shosh, and just 5% Jessa, as sometimes I cringe – when she's being super pretentious, I sometimes think 'Oh god, the exact same phrase has come out of my mouth!'
Hope this was a satisfactory answer to your wonderful question! I am in a bit of a rush, I have to go make dinner.
is there anything you refuse to answer in an ask question?
I guess I haven't thought about it….shoot your questions through and if I don't want to answer, I won't! :) xx
beautiful song and clip
beautiful song and clip
Photo
Photo
The Tigre - Retiro line in Buenos Aires. Belgrano stop.
The Tigre - Retiro line in Buenos Aires. Belgrano stop.
Hey! I've been following you on tumblr and I really love it. So you have any favourite musics that you would recommend?
YES!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6pXKO4zLy0c
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0AovtZ1Zxdw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GnkzvAXWV-0
Incredible song/video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtf7hC17IBM
Boy & Bear,
Sparkadia,
Kimbra,
Seeker Lover Keeper,
The Middle East,
Josh Pyke,
Alpine.
Echo & The Bunnymen,
Fleet Foxes,
CocoRosie,
Low.
Band of Skulls,
Dinosaur Jr,
Imperial Mammoth,
Daughter,
Los Campesinos!
Buckley Ward,
Pony Up!,
Dog is Dead,
Editors,
The Black Keys.
Jethro Tull,
Pink Floyd
Led Zeppelin
David Bowie
Bombay Bicycle Club
Iron & Wine
Lykke Li
Metric
Ellie Goulding
LAURA MARLING
Bon Iver
Cold War Kids,
Oh Land,
Patrick Watson
Tegan & Sara.
Mumford and Sons
And I am going to see The XX with http://loraleen.tumblr.com/ in april!!
2012 What an incredible year. I moved to Melbourne, started uni,...
2012
What an incredible year. I moved to Melbourne, started uni, made some friends I will keep for the rest of my life, went to Argentina, began my first serious relationship.
But there is one truly bleak spot in the year. You.
I can't even begin to explain how much you fucked me over. And still do. I can't bring myself to delete you from Facebook, but it hurts to see you in my newsfeed. But I would never tell you that, I would hate to give you the satisfaction. I have to explain. I am in a very happy and what I expect will be a long and supportive relationship. But we have only been together officially since mid July, despite that we started dating in March.
But I was kind of into another guy whilst dating my current boyfriend (and dating others too, it was very casual…) This guy I was into: he was cute, had similar interests to me, studies something very similar to me. We hooked up once, and then started this weird thing of him texting me at 2am, me replying at 2pm, for ages he toyed with me.
I couldn't see it at the time, but I understand now that I was something of snuggle buddy to him. He liked to be wanted by me (not that I would have ever done anything serious with him) and he was attracted to me, but didn't want to become too invested.
It is too much context to explain, but he really fucked with my head. And he knew he was doing that, and he enjoyed it. After meeting him in March and being fucked over for three months, I came back from holidays. He hadn't made any contact with me for three weeks. Our student accommodation was having a courtyard party. I was sick with a cold and went to bed around 11.
At around 3am there was a knock on the door.
"Eliza I need to talk to you."
He was wearing hippy trousers and a white tee. Always a white tee.
"My roommate is asleep." I moved to shut the door.
"I just need to talk to you." He pushed the door back, and went and climbed into my bed.
"No, I want you to leave."
"Come here, just come and lie down with me." He reached for my arm, I pulled away.
"Why are you here? I want you to leave, I was sleeping."
"Just come here."
"Will you please get out?"
"Why do you want me to leave, Eliza?" I hated my name on his tongue. He used it too often, and it was so oily, slippery.
"Because you are a manipulative son of a bitch."
My heart was thudding in my chest. Perhaps the remaining alcohol in my system had emboldened me enough to finally say what I had been thinking for the 3 weeks he had not spoken to me.
"I'm a son of a bitch?"
"Yes. You are. Please just get out."
I went to the bathroom and when I came back he was gone. I received messages the next night asking if I was mad at him, but I didn't respond.
He was my next door neighbour. Avoiding him was hard, I almost want him to know the lengths I went to just to avoid him. But he fucked me over so badly. I want to punch him, I want to kiss him, I want him to feel the pain and torment I felt when he played his sadistic games on me.
It made it hard that he was such a good kisser. And smelled so good. A combination of weed smoke, a gentle deodorant, cologne, light perspiration and something warm and gentle. His kisses were always so gentle and sweet.
He was such a fucking seedy creep, I can't even understand why I felt anything, or still do.
This year is going to be amazing. Once we find a house, I will be living with two lovely girls, a fresh start with art, a healthy attitude and an incredible man.
But he will still be there, lurking in my subconscious. I wonder if I will ever escape his creepy black shark eyes…
EDIT: I KNOW THIS IS POORLY WRITTEN, I AM SORRY. I was very tired when I wrote it, and clearly losing energy towards the end there. Just had to get it/him out of my system, really.
I feel like an idiot. I was going to take my polly pockets to...
I feel like an idiot.
I was going to take my polly pockets to the op shop, but mum was like 'They're good quality, I will sell them on Facebook!'
And so she has. $20 for 5, (3 in perfect condition, 2 in ok condition)
Then I later discover that there is a vintage market for these polly pockets, I could have sold them for up to $30 each on eBay!
I feel so foolish and annoyed. I just want easy money to buy nice things.
Something little and first world to complain about, I know. I apologise.
I need to sleep but can't. :(
Haven't been around in a while, and it will be a while yet...
Haven't been around in a while, and it will be a while yet before I upload some decent stuff. But eventually I will get around to posting pictures from my trip to Argentina. :)
love this song, it's in the trailer for girls season 2!!!
i haven't seen you around in awhile - i hope you are alright. :)
AH! I am so sorry! I kind of forget I have a tumblr, I am so into instagram.
And I went to Argentina for 5 weeks before Christmas, that with exams/moving out of student accommodation and home for the summer has made things hectic.
Also I am stressed, I have little inspirations for work. But this email reminded me that tumblr exists, and what is more inspiring than tumblr ;) thanks so much! xx
Pretty embarrassed to admit that I have actually never used...
Pretty embarrassed to admit that I have actually never used photoshop properly before. Today was the first day I opened it, and actually had a genuine attempt at trying to balance levels or something (I don't know what I was doing.)
We shot each other's portraits in class a few weeks ago. This is me, Richard Avedon style, like caught me off guard!
Sad, Sick, and Stressed
I feel sad, sick and stressed. I feel very much alone. I don't want to see the people I love when there is such a bridge between us. I do not remember a time I felt quite so destitute.
"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever."
"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you…I could walk through my garden forever."- Tennyson (via thesetelevisionblues)
we had decent weather in melbourne, so my friend and I sunbathed...
we had decent weather in melbourne, so my friend and I sunbathed on the carpark rooftop.
hybridize: Moreno Glacier Rainbow can't believe I will...
Moreno Glacier Rainbow
can't believe I will actually be there in November. it just can't sink in..
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