Since I'm on the subject of Rammstein art pics, I had to add the pics from the LIFAD album. The photographer is Eugenio Recuenco. I love the dark and gruesome themes. All in a Dutch baroque style. Great work!!!

I made another post with the same topic, but it only featured photographs of the album cover. Not so great looking, since they were done ( Read more... )

I don't think she fits in the tub. Or on the toilet, as a matter of fact. The sink seems the only logical solution.

http://bertc.com/weird/bernice.htm

And another cool site: MOBA

I love this painting by Florin Radu Crihana. I think it expresses perfectly the essence of creativity. I don't know, maybe it's in immitation of God who made man after his own image, but every artist is bound to paint nothing but their own soul no matter what creative tools they use or what is the conventional subject.


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Well, it's art. It's McDonalds related. I really need to lose some weight now when the spring has come and I'll have to wear less coats. I consider this an incentive. Personally I hate McDonalds, so it is not my exact problem. But close...

( Fries, anyone? )

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He ( Read more... )

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The Czech artist David Cerny has managed to trick the EU Council into exhibiting in their building in Brussels a massive work of art named "Entropa", supposedly the result of the work of 27 artists from 27 European countries. The cost was 350.000 Euros! The real remarkable thing is that the sculpture was made by David Cerny alone and it mocks the ( Read more... )

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your ( Read more... )

Today it was 'fish day'. Everywhere you walked, the air was filled with the stench of fried fish. I hate it. On the way home I was close to using the buttons of my coat as nose plugs. I am not a big fan of fish especially because of the smell. I can't look at dead fish when it's still uncooked. I can't eat cooked fish that still has eyes. I prefer ( Read more... )