Artists inspire me to death. To keep from rambling about my own life here, constantly, I'm going to throw down some of my friends' work. Fucking gifted, both of them (photographer/makeup artist). Fucking talented.
Sublime creatures. And they gave me massive bruises down my left inner thigh. Not so much a trace of presence as a deep hard reminder of my threshold for pain.
Sublime creatures. And they gave me massive bruises down my left inner thigh. Not so much a trace of presence as a deep hard reminder of my threshold for pain.
agamemnon2004:
What vicious, gracious creatures.