April 16, 2009

Sometimes, I wish I were a...



Ballerina.




So elegant, so beautiful and graceful.


Sometimes I prance around the house and do ballerina moves, pretending I'm someone else.




This image reminds me of the vanitas we studied in art history. The skulls were present and represent death (obviously), then there were usually disposable objects. Makeup, pictures, maybe a clock to represent how little time we have. There were flowers, too. I just think this is a really good painting/drawing/whatever it is. My favorite vanitas is:

Actually, I can't find it because I don't remember the artist. However, I found another really good one.


Okay, this is bullshit. I can't view that one, so I'm putting the first one I see as an example. fuckers.




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