hydeordie:


Spooky Long-Lost Da Vinci Painting Hailed as $200 Million Masterpiece: “An eerie painting of Christ holding a glass orb in one hand and making a benediction with the other, all the while leveling an otherworldly stare at the viewer, has been authenticated as a long-lost Leonardo da Vinci portrait, putting it ‘up there with any artistic discovery of the last 100 years,’ according to ARTnews. Called ‘Salvator Mundi’ (‘Savior of the World’), the painting will now go on view in a Leonardo show opening at London’s National Gallery in November, and it is said to carry an asking price of $200 million.” (@ artinfo)

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Jesus looks high as shit!

hydeordie:

Spooky Long-Lost Da Vinci Painting Hailed as $200 Million Masterpiece: “An eerie painting of Christ holding a glass orb in one hand and making a benediction with the other, all the while leveling an otherworldly stare at the viewer, has been authenticated as a long-lost Leonardo da Vinci portrait, putting it ‘up there with any artistic discovery of the last 100 years,’ according to ARTnews. Called ‘Salvator Mundi’ (‘Savior of the World’), the painting will now go on view in a Leonardo show opening at London’s National Gallery in November, and it is said to carry an asking price of $200 million.” (@ artinfo)

via jonnodotcom

Jesus looks high as shit!

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did-you-kno:

It’s called the border between heaven and earth.







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bestpostarchive:

did-you-kno:

It’s called the border between heaven and earth.

More at Did you Know Tumblr

smacknally:

another from an abandoned hotel.  detroit.

smacknally:

another from an abandoned hotel.  detroit.

Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is…and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be…and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply imprisoned inside her ruined body. He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart…no matter what the merciless hours have done to her. Look at her, Ben. Growing old doesn’t matter to you and me; we were never meant to be admired-but it does to them.
    Robert A. Heinlein
brain-food:


Here is a Georgia State Trooper in riot gear at a KKK protest in a north Georgia city back in the 80s. The Trooper is black. Standing in front of him and touching his shield is a curious little boy dressed in a Klan hood and robe. I have stared at this picture and wondered what must have been going through that Trooper’s mind. Before the Trooper is an innocent child who is being taught to hate him because of the color of his skin. The child doesn’t understand what he is being taught, and at this point he doesn’t seem to care. Like any other child his curiosity takes hold and he wants to explore this new thing that this man is holding probably because he can see his reflection in it and that’s a neat thing and he wants to check it out. In this picture I see innocence mixed with hate, the irony of a black man protecting the right of white people to assemble in protest against him, temperance in the face of ignorance, and hope that racism can be broken because this young boy may remember that a black man smiled at him once and he didn’t seem so bad after all.
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brain-food:

Here is a Georgia State Trooper in riot gear at a KKK protest in a north Georgia city back in the 80s. The Trooper is black. Standing in front of him and touching his shield is a curious little boy dressed in a Klan hood and robe. I have stared at this picture and wondered what must have been going through that Trooper’s mind. Before the Trooper is an innocent child who is being taught to hate him because of the color of his skin. The child doesn’t understand what he is being taught, and at this point he doesn’t seem to care. Like any other child his curiosity takes hold and he wants to explore this new thing that this man is holding probably because he can see his reflection in it and that’s a neat thing and he wants to check it out. In this picture I see innocence mixed with hate, the irony of a black man protecting the right of white people to assemble in protest against him, temperance in the face of ignorance, and hope that racism can be broken because this young boy may remember that a black man smiled at him once and he didn’t seem so bad after all.

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