scenicdesign:

"Cabaret" on Bway 3Ds Max Rendering
Robert Brill

scenicdesign:

"Cabaret" on Bway 3Ds Max Rendering

Robert Brill

coffeeandcockatiels:

zingoogniz:

People usually only include the first 2 panels

oH my GOd

coffeeandcockatiels:

zingoogniz:

People usually only include the first 2 panels

oH my GOd

(via braingunsach)

biomorphosis:

Aye-aye is one of the strangest looking primates. They can only be found in the north-eastern parts of Madagascar. They are nocturnal and usually at the altitude above 700 meters of rain forest trees.

It has specifically designed middle finger which is used for extraction of food from trunks, braches and hard shells. Aye-aye taps a branch with its finger and listens if there is any sound of moving insects or larvae inside. If the movement is detected, aye-aye will make a hole with sharp teeth and use its middle digit to scoop the prey.

The ancient legends of Malagasy considered it the symbol of death due to its scary looks and eerie call. They believe that if the long pointed finger is pointed to any person, death befalls him/her. This leads people to kill aye-ayes on sight. Aye-aye is listed as nearly threatened species with 1000 left on the wild  and it is currently under protection.

(via valdanderthal)

cactous:

THIS WAS MY FAVORITE PART OF THE WHOLE MOVIE

(via ramorrisonflowers)

traceloops:

goodnight new york

fyeahsetsandprops:

Ghosts (State Theatre of South Australia)

Design by Victoria Lamb

And now all my past humiliations became precious parts of my experience , and for the first time, leaning against that stone wall in the sweltering night, I began to accept my past and, as I accepted it, I felt memories welling up within me. It was as though I’d learned suddenly to look around corners; images of past humiliations flickered through my head and I saw that they were more than separate experiences. They were me; they defined me. I was my experiences and my experiences were me, and no blind men, now matter how powerful they became, even if they conquered the world, could take that, or change one single itch, taunt, laugh, cry, scar, ache, rage or pain of it.
Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
Albert Camus, Notebooks, 1951-1959 (via starrywavves)

(via fuckyeahexistentialism)

To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.
Federico García Lorca (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wordsthat-speak)

elizabitchtaylor:

*brings a photo of the twin peaks cast to hairdresser*

"i don’t want a specific haircut but can you do something that captures the dark yet kitschy essence of this show?"

(via killljill)