I just got in a cab that smells like 10 people just had a gang bang in..the driver denies this says it’s just lemon grass. Somebody should give him a little lesson in how human reproduction works.
So I told him that I only have one slot left for a hobby and it’s either learning how to say everything backwards, sewing or studying what the fuck is going through his head.
Artist Name: Synthetica Morbidica
WOW, if being published the first time by Tumblr Open Arts wasn’t enough then how about the second time in the same week ? so thankful. I want to share this moment with my sister Ella Gruber who I collabed with for this project. I’m definitely going to savor the moment. Thanks TOA !
Working with my godly Samsung Galaxy Note 10.1, 2014 Edition.
The Synthesis of Space Shape Form & The Human Body.
I was asked to do body improvisations according to the nature of my surroundings - the rich and psychedelic world of geometry. The result was the creation of an exotic undiscovered Kandinsky-esque planet who its sole inhabitant’s existence became perfectly streamlined with the one of his indigenous ancestors - the triangles, squares, straight lines and circles.
Photography: Ella Gruber
Set: Ella Gruber
Image editing: Noa Sasson
Styling: Noa Sasson
Model: Noa Sasson
The Selfie Series - Alternate Self Representations
Piece no. 2
Piece no. 1 http://tmblr.co/ZbYVNp15CWGeM
I think the most difficult question to answer is “what are you looking for in a partner ?”
It may be the most difficult for people who simply can’t let people love them. They are so broken inside they don’t know how to be loved.
So assuming that question will hover my head regardless of what a toxic psychological makeup I am bound to, I guess what I’m looking for can be summed up to the ability of someone to surprise me.
I get bored with people quite easily, mystery and charm can go a long way with keeping me fascinated and thirsty for more.
I want somebody like..10000 times smarter than me, brains is by far the quality I consider to be most attractive. In a way, I need to totally not get him and what he’s about.
Someone who’s complexed, kind of screwed up inside, but goes about it in a mysterious way that can keep me guessing about him for nights on end.
The closest I ever got to really getting to know somebody was when sex was completely out of the question. It was Mr. X. Having a girlfriend put us in a static “platonic” state. It’s easier that way cuz you are able to make objective conclusions about the other person.
I guess I need my mind to be swept away, my body will follow right after.
Let us aviate and gravitate
Towards particles and integrate
Every morning they solemnly swear to retaliate
Sit here on the edge of this nostalgic junk, imagining myself flying over the interstate
The toxicology of lying is an appreciated aid to the preliminary autopsies of hiding
Catch my tail with my teeth if that’s what you call a devotion to the following
I love the accumulation of my body with free radicals, it doubts me from shying
To the kitchen
To the bedroom
To the bathroom
Where everybody’s dying
I blame my mind for all the atrocities we blame our ancestors for the audacity of trying
The obsolete truth has the logicians abiding
I could see the end from here, where defying metaphysics is a necessity for surviving
And you see my friend,
The worst of deaths happen within these quarantined concrete walls
I tied my neck around my arms
I packed explosives to my tongue
I installed the switch to my eyelids
So if I move
If I talk
If I blink
Then you are right - I am nothing but a wanderer, out and about between available cavities, a young parasite that you had once shown great hospitality to, and always refrained from promising the world.
And those afflicted with darkness were gifted with a rare sight.
Ok. So I haven’t had sex IN MONTHS. It was out of principal and there I thought I was riding on a high horse, while the rest of the world’s out there having sex and being foolish. Of course, I was projecting on others because of the painful experiences I had with the other sex for the past year.
But I just realized…STRIKE’S OVER. I AM SO READY TO HAVE SEX. YOU WILL NOTICE MY RENEWED ENTHUSIASM BY THIS USE OF CAPS LOCK.