Choi Xoo Ang’s Disturbing Sculptures
Choi Xoo Ang, the Seoul born artist and dark master of the imagination, has created sculptures at once hyperrealistic and completely nightmarish, making you feel as if your real life has bled into an inescapable, bad dream.
Twisted tongues, stitched backs and floating heads appear throughout Choi’s polymer clay figures, which display remarkable realism despite their fabulous content. Many of the pieces give metaphorical shape to real issues in modern day Korea, including human rights and abuse.
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Master The Art Of Flirting
Flirting is a subtle art form that when done right can have great results. It can let someone know that you’re interested without you having to come out and say it, and your actions can speak louder than your words. Done wrong, you can come across as desperate, too aggressive, or maybe even too subtle so that the other person doesn’t even know you’re interested. Here’s how to master the art of flirting:
- Eye contact. Eye contact is the basis for all flirting techniques. No one will ever know that you’re interested if you can’t look them in the eye, and on the other hand, you’ll come across as creepy if all you do is stare. Eye contact in flirting is used in the same basic way you would when talking with any friend, it’s just simply held a little longer. Instead of a quick glance, maybe you’ll hold their gaze for even one or two seconds longer. This subtle movement will quickly attract anyone’s attention because it’s slightly different than the eye contact we are used to in every other interaction we have. It sends the signal that you’re looking at them in a different way that you would anyone else and lets them know that they have your attention.
- Gentle teasing. As kids we were always told that the kid on the playground that teases you is the one that secretly likes you. They are just trying to get your attention and talk to you.
Me wen am hight
Me when I realize that I killed nearly everyone in the entire world and fused their souls into a bleeding radioactive sphere, nobody trusts me, everyone wants to use me for their own purposes or wants me dead, and the girl I tried to protect by accidentally bringing about near-apocalypse is dead, and I’ve been trying to fuck her clone, which is a clone of a clone of my dead mom whose soul is residing in the giant bio-mechanical angelic death machine that I used to kill everyone, and I just wanna go back and play gay piano with my alien boyfriend, but I missed the recital and he’s probably disappointed because I’m high.
what the FUCK is evangelion
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