lavenchy:

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lavenchy:

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Post about nothing.

I told myself i wouldn’t ramble. Through the course of this piece I’ll try my best not to. This is my first brief statement written in 3 years. Forgive me for my hiatus, as life has taken me on a journey from boy to man. Bare with me now, i will be brief and vague:

It’s 2014. Where has the time gone? It was just 2011 a second ago; I was 19 years old, and the only thing I had on my mind was PMW. Mostly P&W. The world has transformed so dramatically since then. Culture has taken leaps and bounds since then. Everyone around me has changed so dramatically, since then. Society’s social climate has even reformed itself, for better or worse depending on who you ask. 

Then there’s me. In these last three years I’ve done more soul searching than Shang Tsung has in his lifetime. I went away from my passions of writing, producing, creating culture with my friends in order to figure out who is Junior?  At age 19, I hit that proverbial brick wall. Does Junior have the mental capability to “make it” in the real world? Does he have what it takes to change the world? The doubt crept in. And my reality sunk in. Broke, manic-depressive, lost in community college shuffle, with no end game in sight. In fear of reaching my breaking point, just like EARL, I went on my own “Samoa trip” for me and my mental relapses. I have gone through a demanding valley in my life that made me three times the man I thought I’d ever become. The lows were such a necessary evil. As the highs now will be infinite. 

The only life worth living, is happiness worth dying for. The only deterrent preventing you from attaining your happiness, is your fear of failing to attain it. To live and let go is to live and let God.

Writing is a practice some do to alleviate stress. But this isn’t my case. It’s never been my case. This has always been about expression. Expressing your despair of your inability to find yourself. Expressing the beauty of finding yourself through your curiosity and imagination. Expressing YOU in hopes you’ll inspire others to express their own soul. ART is expressive. Writing is ART. My paint brush are words. My paint brush are my views of my world. Expression is my gift to the world. 

Belief in your form of art is your belief of your purpose on earth. I’ve found myself. But yet I’m still adding…

Damn, I kind of rambled. Oh well. Shaking off the rust.

- John IV



billidollarbaby:

Kate Moss for Alexander McQueen Spring/Summer 2014 Ad Campaigns by Steven Klein

Behind the Scenes Video:


billidollarbaby:

Lanvin Men’s Spring/Summer 2014 Ad Campaigns by Steven Meisel

Models: Alexander Faye, Jeremy Matos & Laurie Harding


showstudio:

Maison Martin Margiela Couture drawing on a receipt.

showstudio:

Maison Martin Margiela Couture drawing on a receipt.

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Dolce and Gabbana menswear s/s 2014

Dolce and Gabbana menswear s/s 2014

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hylmannn:

Saint Laurent Spring/Summer 2014 Menswear at Paris Fashion Week

hylmannn:

Saint Laurent Spring/Summer 2014 Menswear at Paris Fashion Week

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Let’s take a look back at the evolution (or regression) of the black community since the assassination of MLK. People like to express their opinions and say this regression of us as a community has everything to do with bad decision making and a ignorance that is spreading like the plague.. Look… CHECK THE RECORD, since the death of MLK, drugs such as crack, pcp, meth, and heroine has been introduced to our improvised areas by the government. Families have been destroyed and a generation of minds have been poisoned. I can’t say this is what MLK envisioned. we as a community have to rise from this shit.

This country was initially built to have us this fucked up out here. Documentaries such as this one shows us the effects of this. This is our reality. HAPPY MLK DAY