likeafieldmouse:

John Franzen - Each Line One Breath (2011-)

Artist’s statement: 

"In the best case… and for this reason I draw … it’s as if the universe vibrates on my skin and wakes up a powerful emotion inside my body. It’s like I’m listening to the inaudible sound of the energy in the universe which flows around and through me . This triggers a feeling of conjunction with incomparable originality. I disappear completely as a person or thing and I merge completely this bare energy to merge with the whole being.

… When I draw, I draw the void. Not the line. I focus on the nothingness around the line. It is a sort of meditation. My mind is clear. My focus is on the mere moment. There is only this one moment. Every time the same moment.

Everything else is still. Never thoughts are louder and feelings profounder than in this moment. My mind transcends into bare presence. Personality becomes formless and nameless. With each breath the emptiness is filled more and more. 

With every line I get closer to my real origin…

Starting with a straight line, I draw each following sequence by copying the character of the previous. I concentrate on breathing and focus on drawing the successor. Again and once more. Again and again. In the process of drawing, my lines evolve into a kind of logarithmic pattern and layering, steered merely by aberrances and anomalies of human failure in contrast to the precision of a machine.

piccolodragonzord:

Actually me.

piccolodragonzord:

Actually me.

(Source: lightlightdarkdark, via loveyourchaos)

expiredwater:

(◡‿◡✿)

ʘ) “what you say ‘bout me”

ʘ)ノ✿ “hold my flower”

✿\(-_-) “Kick his ass, baby.  I got yo flower.”

HOLD MY FLOWER.

(Source: kyyhky, via princess-femme)

"We insist on staying alive precisely because life has no foundation, because it lacks even the poorest argument. On the other hand, death is too exact; all arguments are for it. Although our instincts perceive it as a mystery, to our reason it reveals itself in its whole clarity, deprived of the deceiving charms and glory of the unknown. With its ongoing accumulation of hollow mysteries and its monopoly over nonsense, life induces fear more than death does; it is life that represents in fact the great Unknown. Where can so much void and inexplicability lead? We cling to our living days because the desire to die is too logical, therefore inefficient. If life had at least one argument for itself – one tenable, indestructible argument – it would be torn apart; instincts and prejudices fade when in contact with Rigor. Every living creature feeds on the unexplainable; a surplus of reason would be lethal for the existence – an endeavor to reach the Absurd … Give a precise meaning to life and it will instantaneously lose its savor. The lack of clarity of its goals makes it superior to death; a grain of precision would lower it to the triviality of a tomb. For a positive science dealing with the meaning of life would depopulate the Earth in one single day and no fool would ever succeed in resurrecting the fertile improbability on its surface."

- Emil Cioran, A Short History of Decay (via sunrec)

(Source: hyperboreanvoyager, via suburban-gerbil-deactivated2013)

Steve Lambert// NYC// www.visitsteve.com

Steve Lambert// NYC// www.visitsteve.com

Eric Olson

Eric Olson// NYC// www.ericdidit.com

Jeff Crouse// NYC// www.jeffcrouse.info

"Inspiration is not something you use, but something you allow to exist from within."

- Inspired Talks

Katty Hoelk

Katty Hoelk// NYC// Illustrator.Fashion Designer//kathleenhoelck@gmail.com

Omelle

Cherise Angelle and Nicole LaFave of Omelle// shoe designers// LA

www.omelle.com