occurs:

The Imperfections by Sopi Su

The inspiration came from the Japanese author Sei Shonagon, best known as the author of The Pillow Book. It is a book of observations about her life during the early 11 th century while she was serving in the court of the Empress. It includes her personal thoughts, interesting events and poetry. This project is based on my observations of daily life’s imperfections, and each words or sentences are laser-cut out of card. 

(via leopoldgursky)

“You had real love and I didn’t and I didn’t want to be the one that was left alone.”

(Source: -labyrinth, via sealegslegssea)

wanderlusters:

photojojo:

Who’d have known your stomach could double as a camera?

Two UK students, Josh Lake and Luke Evans, ate 35mm film and were able to process photos after the film, erm, came out!

Students Make Photos by Eating 35mm Film

the results are awesome but doesn’t the process mean the film was never exposed since the stomach has no light to shine on the film? and since they used a microscopic lens, it’s really just a detailed view of the surface of the film? I think it’s still cool and interesting, but it seems misleading to call this a camera when it’s not like the images produced are reflections of the interior of the body… Unlike a camera, it didn’t capture an image, but rather the acids just transformed the surface in a non-light related manner.

poorlywrittenhistory:

onthecuspzine:

Here’s your sneak peek of echo!

Earlier tonight, when I was carrying 150 of these bad boys around the city in an insulated grocery bag, I realized once again how much of a total zine mom I am. This project has become something so important to me, the first tangible step in conquering the manipulated writer dream of mine. I’m not only overwhelming proud, but also incredibly excited that we’re on our third issue. Nothing beats this, y’all. There’s a little rush every time a submission knocks you over, when you spend hours with the rhythm of folding pages, how much laughter and teamwork has been poured into creating something, sending it out into the world hoping someone finds it as inspiring as you do.

What a journey.

Tomorrow we are packaging up echo, which means if you want a copy, you have until tomorrow morning to pre-order one. This one is extra important to me, not only because I have two pieces tucked in the pages, but because of the power of each carefully selected submission. For the first time, we asked contributors to look beyond a word with a solid definition - one easily attachable to memories, to ideas - and allow their creative to stretch. We had no idea what we might end up with, and it was indeed both daunting and difficult for many. But in the end, I think we gathered some of the best work yet. I feel so blessed that this project has only grown stronger, that with each issue we are producing something better and better.

If you’ve been reading our previous issues, I hope you’ll join us again. If you haven’t yet, I invite you to take a chance. I promise you won’t be disappointed.

andy—whorehol:

Holy shit junior year is over. I’m done. One more year of hell left. Lol jk every year is hell.

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