morning hike


me and my illustrations in our exhibition today!

Anonymous asks: what city are you from? xx

hobart :-)

my day in squares

hardcore in love w this mug! // prep for my hike this morning. went up over a nearby reserve, wrote & read listening to frogs for 2 hours

Iceland, Timo Bergenhenegouwen

(Source: rinariver)


A photo series I did called Dress like the art you want to make

(Part 1) Clothing is just as much about art as it is about fashion.


Two-Minute Personality Test

By Jonathan Safran Foer

What’s the kindest thing you almost did? Is your fear of insomnia stronger than your fear of what awoke you? Are bonsai cruel? Do you love what you love, or just the feeling? Your earliest memories: do you look though your young eyes, or look at your young self? Which feels worse: to know that there are people who do more with less talent, or that there are people with more talent? Do you walk on moving walkways? Should it make any difference that you knew it was wrong as you were doing it? Would you trade actual intelligence for the perception of being smarter? Why does it bother you when someone at the next table is having a conversation on a cell phone? How many years of your life would you trade for the greatest month of your life? What would you tell your father, if it were possible? Which is changing faster, your body, or your mind? Is it cruel to tell an old person his prognosis? Are you in any way angry at your phone? When you pass a storefront, do you look at what’s inside, look at your reflection, or neither? Is there anything you would die for if no one could ever know you died for it? If you could be assured that money wouldn’t make you any small bit happier, would you still want more money? What has been irrevocably spoiled for you? If your deepest secret became public, would you be forgiven? Is your best friend your kindest friend? Is it any way cruel to give a dog a name? Is there anything you feel a need to confess? You know it’s a “murder of crows” and a “wake of buzzards” but it’s a what of ravens, again? What is it about death that you’re afraid of? How does it make you feel to know that it’s an “unkindness of ravens”?

(Source: thismtnsoul)




people ask me for plant advice a lot and 90% of the times it’s “what will grow indoors without any sunlight?” but the other day my mums friend asked me “what plant should I buy so people can’t ever see me and I can’t ever see them ever again?”  


two more old photos / rejects from america


wearing my daehyun kim shirt in a nice restaurant setting while eating vegetable ramen (spicy 3/3 bc i’m super badass and thai) and climbing a tree with a nice view of leaves and tree that resembles vaginas (v georgia o’queef vibes) are my aesthetics today