The Window Pain

The sweetness of the spring time rain runs down the window pain [sic.] (I can’t help it. It just flows out). - Theodore Robert Bundy


For The Heads You've Lost


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In 1925 Ruth Snyder a housewife from Queens New York decided to have her husband killed by his would-be replacement her boyfriend, Henry Judd Gray, a corset salesman. Together the pair planned her husband’s, Albert’s death, but not before Ruth talked her husband into signing a life insurance policy that would pay off extra if he were attacked and died by an act of violence. Ruth and Henry, neither of whom were exactly well read, tried various methods of disposing of poor Albert, but finally gave up when he began to become difficult to handle. The couple garroted Albert and when they failed to kill him quickly enough they stuffed rags soaked in chloroform up his nose. After Albert died in agonizing death, the couple tried to make the place seem as if it had been broken into, but the cops didn’t buy it. Cornered, the pair told on one another and both received the death penalty. Ruth Snyder was among few women to have ever been put on the death by electrocution, a far more merciful death than Albert Snyder experienced. Tom Howard, the man who got the famous photograph of her exeuction, posed as a writer, arrived early in Sing Sing Prison and took up a vantage position. A miniature camera was strapped to his left ankle, the shutter release button was concealed within his jacket. As Snyder’s body shook from the jolt, Howard hoisted his pant leg and secretly snapped with a one-use camera.

ramirezdahmerbundy:

In 1925 Ruth Snyder a housewife from Queens New York decided to have her husband killed by his would-be replacement her boyfriend, Henry Judd Gray, a corset salesman. Together the pair planned her husband’s, Albert’s death, but not before Ruth talked her husband into signing a life insurance policy that would pay off extra if he were attacked and died by an act of violence. Ruth and Henry, neither of whom were exactly well read, tried various methods of disposing of poor Albert, but finally gave up when he began to become difficult to handle. The couple garroted Albert and when they failed to kill him quickly enough they stuffed rags soaked in chloroform up his nose. After Albert died in agonizing death, the couple tried to make the place seem as if it had been broken into, but the cops didn’t buy it. Cornered, the pair told on one another and both received the death penalty. Ruth Snyder was among few women to have ever been put on the death by electrocution, a far more merciful death than Albert Snyder experienced. Tom Howard, the man who got the famous photograph of her exeuction, posed as a writer, arrived early in Sing Sing Prison and took up a vantage position. A miniature camera was strapped to his left ankle, the shutter release button was concealed within his jacket. As Snyder’s body shook from the jolt, Howard hoisted his pant leg and secretly snapped with a one-use camera.

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ghoulnextdoor:

Zhu Ming, 8 May 1999, 1999 photograph, 150 x 190 
Dreamed of grotesque women chasing me down a series of corridors and trap doors.  I was clutching something precious to my chest.  A bundle of gold, perhaps.  A tiny infant.  Maybe a baby made of solid gold, who knows.  
Once I escaped from the confines of the building, the strange women cornered me.  They shot beams of razor sharp white light at me, but I dodged them and ran off through a gate that seemed to lead into an enormous pasture.

ghoulnextdoor:

Zhu Ming, 8 May 1999, 1999 photograph, 150 x 190 

Dreamed of grotesque women chasing me down a series of corridors and trap doors.  I was clutching something precious to my chest.  A bundle of gold, perhaps.  A tiny infant.  Maybe a baby made of solid gold, who knows.  

Once I escaped from the confines of the building, the strange women cornered me.  They shot beams of razor sharp white light at me, but I dodged them and ran off through a gate that seemed to lead into an enormous pasture.

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inneroptics:

Dankova

inneroptics:

Dankova

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inneroptics:

Corneli

inneroptics:

Corneli

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Francis Picabia, Adam and Eve, Oil on canvas, 1931

opus53:

Francis Picabia, Adam and Eve, Oil on canvas, 1931

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Zdzisław Beksiński  - Nude, c.1955.

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Zdzisław Beksiński  - Nude, c.1955.

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redemption, by Gabriel Zambrano

redemption, by Gabriel Zambrano

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devidsketchbook:

Flexible honeycomb paper sculptures by Li hongbo - “flexible woman”

Beijing-based artist and designer li hongbo manipulates sheets of brown paper into sensuous three-dimensional sculptures.

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crumbargento:

Phenomena

crumbargento:

Phenomena

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