greeneyes55:

Student in Paris 1944 
Photo: Lee Miller 

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Student in Paris 1944 

Photo: Lee Miller 

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lllnomadlll:

Disturbia | Digital Drawing
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Disturbia | Digital Drawing

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lllnomadlll:

Bukowski | 40x50cm | Graphite on paper
If it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it.
Unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it.

If you’re doing it for money or fame, don’t do it.

If you’re doing it because you want women in your bed,
 don’t do it.
If it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
 don’t do it.
If you have to wait for it to roar out of you, 
then wait patiently.
If it never does roar out of you,
 do something else.


Unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, 
unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don’t do it.
Unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don’t do it.
When it is truly time,
 and if you have been chosen, It will do it by itself
and it will keep on doing it until you die 
or it dies in you.
There is no other way.


And there never was.
Charles Bukowski
Artprint available on FineArtAmerica
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lllnomadlll:

Bukowski | 40x50cm | Graphite on paper

If it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it.

Unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it.


If you’re doing it for money or fame, don’t do it.


If you’re doing it because you want women in your bed,
 don’t do it.

If it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
 don’t do it.

If you have to wait for it to roar out of you, 
then wait patiently.

If it never does roar out of you,
 do something else.



Unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, 

unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don’t do it.

Unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don’t do it.

When it is truly time,
 and if you have been chosen, It will do it by itself

and it will keep on doing it until you die 

or it dies in you.

There is no other way.



And there never was.

Charles Bukowski

Artprint available on FineArtAmerica

For more of my art visit me here:

Website | Shop Facebook | Instagram | Pinterest

gustan-koumantaros:

Moonlight Confession by Gustan Koumantaros © 2014

gustan-koumantaros:

Moonlight Confession by Gustan Koumantaros © 2014

Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other, who think the same thoughts without need of speech.
T.S. Eliot (via ohdreaming)

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wnderlst:

Blue Lakes Pass, Colorado | Jeanne Schnoor


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obsol:

wnderlst:

Blue Lakes Pass, Colorado | Jeanne Schnoor
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typeverything:

Typeverything.com - Blood Sweat Tears by Kyle Read for ADC.

typeverything:

Typeverything.com - Blood Sweat Tears by Kyle Read for ADC.

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