necroluste: Bouguereau, Biblis.

necroluste:

Bouguereau, Biblis.

chuckhistory: I can’t think of anything more relevant to your life today. 

chuckhistory:

I can’t think of anything more relevant to your life today. 

emmyc: what I yell at my TV

emmyc:

what I yell at my TV

Abandoned Mental Hospital Adventures

Today, despite the ten thousand “NO TRESPASSING” signs, my mom and I drove out to Crownsville, Maryland to see the Hugh Young Building (an abandoned mental hospital built in 1910) and take some artistic pictures of it at sundown.

We joked about how it could have been haunted, what with the orange-rusted bars on the windows giving it a rather “spooky” look.

As we returned to the car, our GPS flickered, read “low battery” then died, despite being fully charged when we left as well as plugged into the car.

After some research, I learned that ghosts are said to drain energy from electronic devices.

Pretty awesome, so close to Halloween!

Here are some pictures from the shoot:

gingerhaze: THERE CAN BE MIRACLES WHEN YOU BELIEVE we are watching The Prince of Egypt Ramses is a fabulous dresser

gingerhaze:

THERE CAN BE MIRACLES


WHEN YOU BELIEVE

we are watching The Prince of Egypt

Ramses is a fabulous dresser

emmyc:

GUYS YOU GUYS!!! I am excited for October!!! because I love drawing halloween shit!!! and you’re gonna get so sick of me drawing halloween crap you don’t even know!!

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theartofanimation: Kali Ciesemier

theartofanimation:

Kali Ciesemier

artdebutantsf:

Raised locally…

coconutmilkyway: IM SO SORRY I CAUGHT THIS VIRUS there iz no cure

coconutmilkyway:

IM SO SORRY I CAUGHT THIS VIRUS there iz no cure

emmyc: Sometimes I have nice dreams and I feel compelled to sketch scenes from them so I can capture that weird feeling in a tangible form. This one turned out pretty accurate in terms of what I saw from my point of view! I remember the light doing exactly this in the hallway I was in. The dream was about a yard sale going on inside someones house. There was a man and woman in a hurry to pack up their things. They told me anything that wasn’t in a box was for sale and to let them know if I wanted anything. Their house was bursting with plantlife! Vines trailed up the walls and moss covered patches of the hardwood floor. I think the man mentioned it had something to do with his profession. A picture frame on the wall was full of a solid rectangle of woven, swirling vines. The vines crept out of the broken edges of the frame. I stared at it. “Do you want the picture frame? It’s for sale.” said the man. “I can remove the vines.” “No!! I like the vines!”

emmyc:

Sometimes I have nice dreams and I feel compelled to sketch scenes from them so I can capture that weird feeling in a tangible form. This one turned out pretty accurate in terms of what I saw from my point of view! I remember the light doing exactly this in the hallway I was in.

The dream was about a yard sale going on inside someones house.

There was a man and woman in a hurry to pack up their things. They told me anything that wasn’t in a box was for sale and to let them know if I wanted anything.

Their house was bursting with plantlife! Vines trailed up the walls and moss covered patches of the hardwood floor. I think the man mentioned it had something to do with his profession.

A picture frame on the wall was full of a solid rectangle of woven, swirling vines. The vines crept out of the broken edges of the frame. I stared at it.

“Do you want the picture frame? It’s for sale.” said the man. “I can remove the vines.”

“No!! I like the vines!”