Back in the day bitchface, probably because someone forced me to wear pink #tbt
After the Carson Pirie Scott Department Store, architect Louis Sullivan’s career went into a long decline and he received few commissions. In his early fifties and down on his luck, the remainder of his work consisted primarily of a series of small bank and commercial buildings in obscure, out-of-the-way Midwestern towns. Today these commissions (nine in total) are collectively referred to as Sullivan’s “Jewel Boxes.” The largest is about 4,600 square feet, the smallest well under 1,500 square feet. None cost more than $125,000 to build.
In 1906, Sullivan accepted an offer to design a new headquarters for the National Farmers’ Bank in Owatonna, a small farming town 60 miles south of Minneapolis.
Burn it with fi—oh shit nope!
I bought another book. Damn I really want to get that bird tattoo now
me when i prove somebody wrong at work
I was speaking figuratively when I said that this machine part was the devil, until I looked down and saw this was the measurement
Pollinatin n shit
Francis Bacon’s Studio at 7 Reece Mews (1998). Photograph by Perry Ogden.
(via Art Tattler)
me in my natural environment. cleaning and organizing is my downfall
e.b. (via spacky)
ah yes, always the fling, never the girlfriend. I don’t know what siren song guys think they hear me blasting, but it’s kinda become a career boosting thing that I’m never tied down in any sort of relationship, that there won’t be any sort of emotional repercussions if I get on a plane with no warning, or am out of town 2/3 of the month. It’s kinda stop surprising me after a while; then again, I’m not the boring, sit at home and be diminutive type…