Nitemarefairy - In The Sense That, Like, Chekhov Is Comedy?

currently cultivating my holy attention deficit disorder skill of watching subtitled movies while multitasking

Circa mid-1970s (x)

Every day I am winning the award for most controversial and despised babygirl in my philosophy and gender studies classes

friday but i’m not in love. sick and twisted

Minnie Riperton (1970)

“The nightmarish dolls of French outsider artist Michel Nedjar, made from fabric scraps coated with mud and blood, c.1976-82. ⁣⁣⁣⁣Resembling mutilated bodies and burnt corpses, Nedjar’s haunting dolls are meditations on the horrors of the Holocaust. The self-taught artist was born in France in the aftermath of WWII, to a family of Jewish immigrants whose close relatives had largely been wiped out in the concentration camps.⁣⁣⁣⁣As a child, he developed an obsession with textiles and would accompany his grandmother selling rags at Paris flea markets. Following a period of deep depression in the late 1970s, Nedjar began making these grotesque dolls from scraps of fabric coated with mud and blood, as a way of confronting his grief, terror and rage about his family’s tragic history.⁣⁣⁣”

Collection of L'Art Brut in Lausanne, France.

mentally I’m in the porcelain angel section of a thrift store

i love David Lynch because he clearly doesn’t think he’s strange at all. which is by far the most compelling form of insanity. some of you tumblr.com users could learn a thing or two