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Ágnes Herczeg. website

“I was born in the town of Kecskemét in Hungary. I graduated from the Hungarian University of Fine Arts (1992–1997) majoring in textile conservation. Over the years I have learned many traditional handicraft techniques. I have extensively studied the craft of embroidery and lace-making (needle lace, pillow lace, macramé, braiding etc.). In my work I use only natural materials of vegetable origin: yarns, threads, textiles, as well as tree branches, roots, fruits and seeds. I often make the moulded parts of my pictures from ceramic material.”

Witchy Aesthetics

sharpshootress:

green witch: freshly pressed flowers, walking through a field of wildflowers, talking to the trees, terrariums, plants sitting on the windowsill, forest sounds

kitchen witch: cookbooks, stirring tea with intent, lots and lots of jars, herbs and more herbs, the smells of baking, tea blends swirling in jars 

storm witch: lightning crackling, calling up a storm, dancing in the rain, getting excited when you feel a storm coming, checking the weather activity

dream witch: sleepy eyes, soft blankets, meditating in the mornings to remember your dreams, reality checks, sleeping with crystals under your pillow

divination witch: wearing your pendulum as a necklace, sleeping with your tarot deck, shaky hands, too many tarot decks, meditating with your tools

sea witch: jars of seawater, walking barefooted on the sand, sitting on the beach at night, missing the seashore, balmy sea breeze, seashell collection

lunar witch: setting alarms for moon phases, talking to the moon, making moon water, getting ready for the next lunar eclipse, quiet moonlit nights

spirit witch: bonding with spirit companions, feeling the presences in a room, setting out offerings, seeing shadows out of the corner of your eyes, amethyst

fire witch: a whole bunch of scented candles, the smell of incense, cosy warmth, dancing flames, jars of ashes, almost burning the whole house down

crystal witch: keeping crystals in your pockets, crystals sitting on your windowsill under the moonlight, crystalline light reflections

water witch: way too many jars, running out in the middle of a storm to collect water, carrying a jar everywhere, shower cleansing and grounding rituals

tech witch: embedding sigils in code, stereoscopic light of a phone screen, ambient soundtracks, witchy phone apps, emoji spells, digital grimoires

music witch: jamming to your tracks over a spell, shufflemancy, headphones on earbuds in, charging tools with your speakers, playlist for every occasion

urban witch: dollar stores, carrying around their magickal tools, sigils for not missing the bus or train, finding that one witch book in local bookstores

glamour witch: sigils on the mirror, rose quartz in random places, makeup bags, looking fly, youtube channels on makeup, on-the-spot glamours

closeted witch: hiding grimoires in drawers, sigils for invisibility, waiting for everyone else to go out, performing spells behind locked doors at night

art witches: moon water in your paint cup, paint-stained fingers, charmed drawing tablet, colour corresponding your art supplies, local bookshops

ween-bean:

pandavalkyrie:

chainsaw-to-the-heart:

piratical-princess:

I’ve just discovered my new favorite painter, Vittorio Reggianini - those smarter than myself probably already know of him as an Italian painter from the 1800s who made satin look even satiny-er than satin. I just cannot get over how much he loved painting women who were NOT. HAVING. A. MAN’S. SHIT. 

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But there was one hottie that everyone seemed to like, and I can’t blame them…

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Vittorio knows what the ladies like. 

I’m pretty sure that the women in the background of the third picture are looking at a “lewd” painting. They were sometimes kept by upper class homes in the 1800s. They were kept hidden behind a curtain and only viewed for *ahem* “recreational purposes”. So basically, those ladies are looking at porn while their friend blithely humours Bouffant McShinypants.

This dude was an art god at 2 things:

1. Satin

1. Ladies leaning on a chair making a “can you believe this shit?” face

and I’m here to admire both

This looks like the same group of ladies who are constantly chilling laughing at men I love it

pukicho:

vikingeyesore:

pukicho:

When I think of myself 15 years from now, with two rando kids and a wife, and we’re eating some sub-par pasta in a fancy house and I’m like “honey this I delicious” and she says “thanks honey I love you” —- Is that really the dream? I don’t want that, I’d rather be hunting Sasquatch by myself in a dense forest than dealing with that shit.

That is not the dream! I’m divorced twice, no kids and living with my girlfriend who has two kids. It blows! I’m two weeks away from attaining my Splunk accredited Consultant certification so I can go on the road 75% of the year and make $125k+. That’s my dream.

This guy fucks !

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