so many of my soft spots = chemtrail
Stunning minimalist work by Manchester designer and electronic musician, Paul Tebbott, a.k.a. Horizon Fire. (via bauldoff)
Noah took this photo while we were beach camping last weekend on Long Island. It was midnight, and the scene was frightening and beautiful. If anything, certainly otherworldly. The moon was full and shrouded by a thick, fast-moving fog. Looking towards the ocean there was only one color visible, in a gradient of 4 or 5 tones, but to your left or right along the coast they all merged into a sheer gray. It wasn’t vast, rather just the opposite. I experienced a span of absolute nothing for the first time.
One for you, one for me postcard from Threefold Collective.
is my favorite number.
from 1chord & a fib
we would get along.
I’ve been lost in these stories for the last two hours.
New York is a city of characters. On the subway and in its streets, from the intensity of Midtown to the intimacy of neighborhood blocks, is a 305-square-mile parade of people with something to say. This is a collection of a few of their passions and problems, relationships and routines, covations and obsessions. A new story will be added weekly. -nytimes
