mediumaevum:

The “Cathedral Dress” from Micro S/S 2012
© Iris van Herpen

back of the dress

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kateordie:

zombiebacons:

Reebok X Marvel Officially Licensed Limited Edition Sneakers!

Pretty psyched about this one, been sitting on it for a while. Here is the first line of the Reebok X Marvel collaboration that I designed. I’ve been working with kids footwear to create Spider-Man licensed shoes for a few years now, and finally, we can get some adult sizes for us grown-up nerds (and nerd-ettes)! The sneakers drop this summer at specific retailers, read more info here, here, here and here. The first lineup is Captain America, Red Skull, Spider-Man, Venom, Wolverine, Sabretooth, Deadpool, Chamber, Black Widow and Emma Frost.

Ohhhh my god gimme those Red Skull ones ASAP

Ayn Rand (via haereticum)

(via iosepos)

You have been called selfish for the courage of acting on your own judgement and bearing sole responsibility for your own life. You have been called arrogant for your independent mind. You have been called cruel for your unyielding integrity. You have been called anti social for the vision that made you venture upon undiscovered roads.

I require this shirt.

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sadisticwizard:

Discovering who you are is a process. It takes time, honesty and courage. It can be painful, scary, freeing, joyous. The process and the journey is different for each of us. From the very beginning, you have been labeled, classified, pigeon holed by those with some kind of authority over you. Your parents, your teachers, your ‘church’, your friends, society. It’s done in the guise of love, education, religion, friendship.

Being young, not knowing anything other than what you were being taught, and having that innocent, unconditional trust of a child, you believed. In most instances, it’s not meant to be harmful. Those that raised you probably had good intentions and were only trying to be responsible to you in helping you find your place in the world. Unknowingly, your true self has been buried behind all of the rules and labels and responsibilities that have been applied to your life.

Now, you find yourself with this dilemma, this inner turmoil. There’s this little voice inside of you that is wanting to be heard. That little voice is telling you things about yourself that don’t fit with what you’ve been told all these years. It seems to be saying things that are in direct opposition of the truth as you’ve come to know it. So you fight it. You struggle against it. You feel guilty for listening and having a conversation with this ‘person’. You feel like you’re letting down all those in your life that have helped you and taught you and directed you. At times, you rage against this little voice and say “No, I can’t do that!…I can’t wear that!…I can’t say that!…I can’t be like that! That’s not who I am! That’s not what I’ve been taught!” You question the identity and purpose of this little voice. You don’t trust it. You don’t believe it. Because if you did believe it, you’d have to give up everything you’ve been taught about yourself. That’s really fucking scary, isn’t it?

Yet, there’s something about this little voice and what it’s saying. You sense that what you’re hearing in your head is good, not bad; right, not wrong.  The more you listen to this ‘person’, you realize that the things that you’re hearing feel familiar to you. There’s a comfort to them. The more you allow this little voice the freedom to be heard, the more your eyes are opened to the reality that there isn’t any conflict, dilemma or inner turmoil. Slowly, you come to understand that this little voice you’ve been hearing is you. Once you know this, you’ll be able to escape all of the things that you are not and will at last be able to simply be yourself.

~SW

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remediosthebeauty:

I love artists who work with books, and even though these works are almost always a comment on the deterioration of the written word, I feel somewhat heartened that they exist at all.  Brian Dettmer is one of those artists.  He alters the information contained within the book through meticulous excavation & dissection, creating something entirely new.

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory —
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the beloved’s bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley, Music, When Soft Voices Die

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Life’s a laugh and death’s a joke, it’s true. You’ll see it’s all a show, keep ‘em laughing as you go. Just remember that the last laugh is on you.