asylum-art:

Myth As Object by Cameron Stalheim

"Stemming from my experience as a gay male from the Midwest and transitioning into the gay culture of the east coast, this sculpture, the first in a new series of work, questions the relationship between fantasy, reality and the objectification that happens in between." Amazing merman sculpture by artist Cameron Stalheim. 
Media is Plastic, Foam, Steel, & Acrylic. 
coastides:

(by smallcutsensations)
Reblogged from Let it go
partlystarsmostlyvoid:

madmenandmayhem:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

"the guy" is the italian president

P-Francis and the Prez

partlystarsmostlyvoid:

madmenandmayhem:

evilspice:

toyota:

damn the pope about to preach some sick verses

the guy beatboxing behind him

"the guy" is the italian president

P-Francis and the Prez
risingconfidence:

ultraviol-et:



urbanarboriculture:

Artist Peter Cook, grew this living garden chair using tree shaping methods, primarily training a living tree through constricting the direction of branch growth. The chair took about eight years to grow.



he’s wearing crocs

He grew a tree into a chair. He can wear whatever the fuck he wants.

risingconfidence:

ultraviol-et:

urbanarboriculture:

Artist Peter Cook, grew this living garden chair using tree shaping methods, primarily training a living tree through constricting the direction of branch growth. The chair took about eight years to grow.

he’s wearing crocs

He grew a tree into a chair. He can wear whatever the fuck he wants.

Reblogged from Troye Sivan's Tumblr

This is really awesome, guys! The Sterek Campaign and Sterek have been nominated in the first ever MTVu Fandom Awards! 

Vote for The Sterek Campaign in the “Fandom Feat of the Year” category.

Vote for Sterek in the “Ship of the Year” category.

zainclaw:

"No, I think that’s exactly what you meant," Stiles says, voice hoarse.

"Stiles," Derek murmurs, hating how the small space between them smells of betrayal and sadness. It’s a horrible stench overall, but knowing he’s the one who caused it is even worse. He doesn’t know how to fix it—still not used to dealing with situations like this—but he wants to. He wants to be able to kiss it better instead of walking away from open wounds.

He leans over the table, wanting to be closer but not sure if Stiles would appreciate him walking around it to where he’s standing his ground. They’re not looking at each other anymore, both their gazes on the table separating them. Derek purses his lips and slowly moves his hand across the surface to where one of Stiles is curled up to a fist, listening to the sound of their heartbeats quickening in sync.

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xthatsclaudia:

"do you prefer Stiles with Lydia or Malia?" (x)

So we know he knows, and he probably knows we know, but does he know we know he knows?
— Stiles Stilinski next week about Parrish, probably (via coulsonsangels)