WE ARE NOT DEAD YET

Wang Tzu-Ting - Big Wind (2010) - Acrylic and pencil on canvas
For how can we condemn something that is ephemeral, in transit? In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.
— The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera (via aeroporte)

99lions: Robert Lio
foxontherun: Beach Mail (via { whimsicalities })
awelltraveledwoman: That is so good!