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Surreal Photography byGabriel Isak

San Francisco-based Swedish photographer Gabriel Isak creates surreal images featuring a dark, melancholic atmosphere. As he states on his Instagram, his life consist of the three: birds, ocean and the fog, which are also central elements in his photography. Gabriel Isak’s objective is to bring his experiences to life in a way that’s relatable to others. You can also follow him on Facebook.

#gabriel isak

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feathers

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Kazuo Ohno, Tatsumi Hijikata and Yoshito Ohno (1960), William Klein

#kazuo ohno #Yoshito Ohno #Tatsumi Hijikata #butoh

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Ko Murobushi - Quick Silver

#ko murobushi

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Olivier de Sagazan - Painter artist, performance art, sculptor.

Oliver’s work - a mixture of fuzzy unnatural forms, dirt, tucked mental disorders. His biography of the author, unfortunately, does not spread.

#olivier de sagazan

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Stuart Brisley, Beneath Dignity, Bregenz, 1977/81

#stuart brisley

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I am only interested in the ideas that become obsessive and make me feel uneasy. The ideas that I’m afraid of.

Marina Abramovic (via inthemoodtodissolveinthesky)

#marina abromovic

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Cheryl Pope

(In)voluntary Acts  or When the body talks about things, the mind doesn’t want to hear

#Cheryl Pope

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The inner state of his soul might be compared to a demolished building, which has been demolished so that from it a new one could be built; but the new one has not been started yet, because the infinitive plan has not yet come from the architect and the workers are left in perplexity.

Nikolai Gogol, Dead Souls.

#nikolai gogol

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Two Wolves By Alana Louise

#alana louise #wolves

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You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.

Rumi

#rumi

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Do you notice?

#witchoria

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You, my own deep soul, trust me. I will not betray you. My blood is alive with many voices telling me I am made of longing. What mystery breaks over me now? In its shadow I come into life. For the first time I am alone with you— you, my power to feel.

Rainer Maria Rilke, The Book of Hours I, 39

#rainer maria rilke

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Aphrodite on your intricate throne, immortal, daughter of Zeus, weaver of plots, I beg you, do not tame me with pain or my heart with anguish

Sappho,To Aphrodite (Fr. 1. G)

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Philip Seymour Hoffman  in NYC from Photographs, 2000

Robert Maxwell

#philip seymour hoffman #robert maxwell

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" (…) as soon as someone says to me that they understood my performance, I become instantly discouraged".

Kazuo Ohno

#kazuo ohno #butoh