Art from Tumblr

As some you probably know, I spend some time on Tumblr. It’s a great place on the Internet! So for today I’m going to list some cool art that dropped into my Feedly (no more Google Reader) inbox while I was in Spain.

Someone called Jacek Yerka created this strange and wonderful image. More over at CuteBronto.


Not all Tumblr username are safe for work, but this next piece is made by user ProudPussy.


A Danish man named John Kenn made this wonderful scary cute piece. Would really enjoy having it on my wall. This was also from the user CuteBronto.

john kenn

Next up is a gif by a tumblr user called Tmsowacl. Probably not his/her real name. The blog is kinda not safe for work, but not in the porn way, more in the “WTF?” way.

ufo game

Cornelia Konrads is a German artist who makes thing float. Check out more images over at AsianUnicorn.

stone wall

Illustrator MKT4 made this cute little animal. You can see more over at TokyoBunnie.


Banksy on advertising

Came across this post through Tumblr, and I guess most of you don’t read my Tumblr so I’ll post it here too…

People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you’re not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else. They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.

You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity.

Fuck that. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.

You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don’t even start asking for theirs.

– Banksy

– Via

I’ve been reading a Tumblr blog for the last weeks now. Been using nearly two weeks, it’s called Synthetic Pubes and it’s mostly pictures of people (girls) naked or in some clothes. I like to call it erotic, but I guess you can call it soft porn. It’s now 543 pages with ten posts a page, so I’ve seen over 5000 pictures. It’s a lot! When I think about it, it feels a bit like waste of time, and a bit silly. Luckely, there is a lot of nice pictures there. Some I’ve favorite as most of them comes from Flickr, other I’ve saved, and a few I’ve bookmarked. So if you like to look at some erotic, I can recommend Synthetic Pubes. He upload with several photos each day, so check out his feed to stay updated after you’ve read it.

Women would be amazed if they knew what men desire about them. Yes, of course, they want to see women naked and supine and melting, but male desire is far more readily stimulated by what the oblique glance discovers: the parted lips, the micron of eyelash which the mascara brush missed, the changing angle and shadow of cleavage, the bra-strap alternately displayed and covered up, the ripe-camembert plumpness at the edge of hips. There is, inside every adult man, a relentless Peeping Tom, a perennial 14-year-old boy, still amazed by the phenomenon of women on display, flagging their sexuality, their availability, with every square inch of visible flesh, clothing, make-up and curve.

We desire the personality that we discern in the walk, the clothes, the laugh… We look, and sigh, and wish to do certain things to her, first urgently, then luxuriantly, and keep doing it indefinitely; but we also hunger to have her do certain things to us, unimaginable though it may seem—we want her to want us. We don’t just want her surrender, like a slave captured in battle; we want her approbation, her adoration; we want to enchant her to desire us back. For, no matter how humble we feel before the dizzying fact of female beauty, men are just as narcissistic as women.”

— John Walsh (via nightmarebrunette, gauntlet)

3 July 2009
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