The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.
Émeric Chantier presents objects covered verdure, arms or hearts covered vegetables , fetus wearing green and lying in a crucifix grenadeun flowery, flowery skull
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
Gorgeous artworks by T.S. Claire
Fucking unbelievably in love with all of these.