I know a lot of trans people are scared for their futures right now. Do not let your spirit be crushed.
Alatriste, Agustín Díaz Yanes vs La Rendición de Breda, Diego Velázquez.
Cabaret, Bob Fosse vs Portrait of the Journalist Sylvia von Harden, Otto Dix.
The Hypnotist, Lasse Hallström vs Christina’s World, Andrew Wyeth.
Inherent Vice, Paul Thomas Anderson vs The Last Supper, Leonardo da Vinci.
Jamón, Jamón, Bigas Luna vs Duelo a Garrotazos, Francisco de Goya.
The House That Jack Built, Lars von Trier vs The Barque of Dante, Eugène Delacroix.
The Lighthouse, Robert Eggers vs Hypnose, Sascha Schneider.
Pan’s Labyrinth, Guillermo del Toro vs Saturn Devouring His Son, Francisco de Goya.
The Return, Andrey Zvyagintsev vs Lamentation of Christ, Andrea Mantegna.
Dreams, Akira Kurosawa vs Wheatfield with Crows, Vincent van Gogh.
Shaking you violently listen listen LISTEN you wanna listen to harsh noise you need to look at abstract paintings you are desperate for foreign movies with nonsense plots so so bad you don't even realize how much you're CRAVING weird art right this minute.
Woke up feeling melancholic like the damn pansy I am
Yesterday, I was helping my friends sell art in the park, when a couple of girls came up to us and asked (immediately regretting it) “is this the transfem picnic?……..” to which we got to respond “no this is the transmasc yard sale.” We then proceeded to have 15-20+ beautiful women swarm our stand of 4 creatures. Life is beautiful.
i’m at the transmasc yard sale
i’m at the transfem picnic
i’m at the combination transmasc yard sale transfem picnic
This might sound insane but I think if I don’t do something weird and fucked up to my appearance soon I’ll actually shrivel up and die
Nu dans un sous bois (Nude in the woods) by Victor Gabriel Gilbert (French artist, 1847-1933)