Cause I’m only human…and I bleed once a month.

…what do you mean that’s not how the song goes?


Eric fischl:  The bed, The chair, Head to foot
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Manuela González Velázquez, playing the piano by Zacarías González Velázquez, 1820 (detail)
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Sofia Bonati
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Creepy paintings by Hikari Shimoda

Hikari Shimoda‘s creepy paintings of children depict them as sweet, sinister, wounded and abused. The eerie mouths, asymmetrical, strange little faces and one-eyed appearance (often one milky eye, one bruised and bloody-looking) of these alien but painfully familiar little beings, rendered in bright or pastel, almost child-friendly, but also quite subtly mixed and profound, colors, all serve to give a creeping sense of the corruption of innocent childhood, an inversion of the saccharine bliss associated with little .


Akira Beard
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Alex T Leach
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I have no more energy to care about you anymore. I’ve exhausted myself. 

Opaque  by  andbamnan