Woah. Want them all
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Woah. Want them all
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Too much
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Millions of depressing dollars of beautiful violins right there. Some guarneris, amatis, guadagninis, oduardis, scarampellas, etc.
I wanna break something just right now. And run.
This photo
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Fkn HOT
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This is how i want my life to be. Blue!
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Hahahaha thats how wieniawski makes me feel like
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Il Deserto Rosso (Michelangelo Antonioni, 1964)
Antonioni and cinematographer Carlo Di Palma paint a dispiriting portrait of industrial toxicity, with the surrounding landscape not just dominated by the petrochemical plant, but literally poisoned by it, with everything (including the trees and grass) reduced to the same sooty ash-gray. By setting the story against the backdrop of industrialization and pollution, Antonioni encourages us to see a connection between interior and exterior, with the contaminated industrial wasteland. It is as damning a portrayal of environmental ruin as anything ever committed to film, yet Antonioni curiously denied that Red Desert had a socio-political agenda, insisting instead that he was simply documenting in his own artistically heightened way the rise of industrialization (he even said in one interview with Cahiers du cinema that he wanted to depict the “beauty” of the factories).(via)
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i don’t use to like blonde guys but he…
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