Jean Matos | Jeemas

I've been a stalker of Matos's work for a while now. Everything he does is amazing, beautiful and touching. Basically, I'm a fan - which is big, 'cause I blatantly dislike most people.

I first discovered Matos's photostream I think over a year or so ago, when it was mostly filled with darkly delicate watercoloured illustrations, defined by strong, organic black lines.

I found his stuff again - a bookmark that I thought I'd lost - his genius is heartbreaking. It seems he's gone into the whole fashion thing, translating his inherent sincere sensitivity to the human condition into almost architectural sculptural apparel, the organic quality of which is reminiscent of nothing other than the abstract - magick spells; quiet introspection; the flight of crows. I am filled with admiration and respect.

dreamsong

hiroaki samura's blade of the immortal (volume 3):

Makie is a natural-born killer bred to be a geisha. Splitting her life between servitude and slaughter could lead to an untimely death, so it's time she chooses a path, but her choice could mean trouble for Manji, the immortal samurai.

so insanely beautiful.

for some reason Makie reminds me of Karen O (YYYs - my musical taste seems to be frozen in 2007). Their Skeleton (from younger Heads Will Roll 2010) is beautiful too.

graduation

me, meg, charista

baby animal

Thanks to Dyna Moe, my day is no longer so sad.

I really like Dyna because she has exposed me to this.

woven with the utmost care

As we fall into sequence
and we're eating our young
remain silent and still for modesty
When the splints have been broken
and they can't help you now
do you pray with your eyes closed naturally

Follow me into nowhere
Woven with the utmost care

If I'm lost please don't find me
if I jump let me sink
we descended from no one
with a wink

When it's cold outside hold me
don't hold me
When I choose to rest my eyes coax me
don't coax me
When it's cold outside hold me
don't hold me
When I choose to rest my eyes coax me
don't coax me

Follow me into nowhere
Woven with the utmost care

Have they cleansed you with chloride
and scrubbed behind the knees
Has your body been hollowed by the breeze

crystal castles - celestica

post for and on behalf of a kindred spirit who misplaced his (what we suspect to be) soulmate

prepare

photograph: ryan lochner

lean botanika

I watched coco + igor on Saturday. It was very slow, melodramatic and 'n bietjie leeg, but visually - it's gorgeous. There was a tres Chanel b&w art-deco-verging-on-modern thread that neatly, and quite symbolically, dominated all that could and would be Russian - except for the music, which was befok. It's not my favourite movie, but I can't stop thinking about it - it's looks and sounds so beautiful! And when I started doodling - this came out.

MalaBar

found this beautiful.

NASTASIA DUSAPIN reminds me of magic

malabar is also a suburb in port elizabeth. it smells like spices.

not from angles

They love you or they hate you

But they will never let you be

They thrill you or sedate you

But they will never let you see

In the evening sun

In the evening sun

Encourage and deranged you

Watch you walking scared alone

Despite intimidation

Pleased to watch you dance along

In the evening sun

In the evening sun

Go your separate way now

Someday you'll come back and I'll be dreaming I was sunburned

I don't want to break your heart in

Break your heart in two halves

Keep one half and give one half to me

I like the summer - miss the summer

Tell me, what'd you do? Nothing? Me too...

All actors they're pretending

And singers they sometimes lie

Oh kids are always honest

Cause they don't think they're ever gonna die

You're the prettiest smartest captain of the team

I love you more than being seventeen

In the evening sun

In the evening sun

i love the strokes + angles

ducky

walt disney/salvador dali

theoniel

sagte vlees van sonde, onbeskryflik suiwer liefde

bianx

lanalou

Lana Kenney's gorgeous blog Lanalou Style is having a B+D sunglass competition.

Choosing an imaginary pair of sonbrille is window shopping torture as I imagine that I've already won.

I'd never heard of B+D before.

But I've been following Lanalou Style for posts like this one on Garance Dore's illustrations: