Dan. 21st June. Music. Books. Tea. Photography. Cooking. Travelling.
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Dreams are odd. Very odd indeed.

Second dream in a week -and the third this year- that takes place on a Sunday night and this guy is at my house, just watching t.v. with me and my family.

Dreamed I was at my dad’s and his wife was there as well. It was like, “Woah, you’re dead, why are you here?” kind of thing. My dad, she and I were making sandwiches for lunch and she said, “You and your dad are going on a trip, just the two of you.” “What? That’s not true. What is he going to do with the kids?” “I don’t know, but you’ll go on a trip, I promise.” And there she was, as beautiful as she was, those blue eyes of hers shining like stars, that lovely smile and even more lovely voice. Her perfect little nose and her moles. Her perfect-shaped eyebrows, her short hair.

We, people, should be born along with a book to help others to understand our intentions and emotions better. But instead, we spend huge amounts of time trying to decode other people’s feelings towards us, for example, and that sucks, y’know? I’m tired, I didn’t sign for this shit. Can I have a refund?

Alvy, Nacho & Rubin

—Ya No Te Quiero Más

"Ya no te quiero más" - Alvy, Nacho y Rubin interpretan a Los Campos Magnéticos


diary/sketchbook entry from early may, 2014


diary/sketchbook entry from early may, 2014

(via 5795)


Sophie Calle, Les Dormeurs, 1979

(Source: sugar-or-honey, via 5795)


Hiroshi Sugimoto - Seascapes, 1980-

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Artist’s statement:

"Mystery of mysteries, water and air are right there before us in the sea. Every time I view the sea, I feel a calming sense of security, as if visiting my ancestral home; I embark on a voyage of seeing."

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