LOOKING FOR A TON OF BURLESQUE MATCHBOOK COVERS? WELL, YOU CAN STOP LOOKING.
A Clockwork Orange (1971)
"There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence."
Saw someone do something similar online, so I did my own version. Adventuring for my Princess Bubblebutt!
Holy shit Zach I neeeeed.
Much of the medical/surgical tower - sometimes referred to as “New Med” - at Harlem Valley State Hospital is relatively trashed. Located far up the hill, as remote as any part of the 1930s asylum campus, it used to be very easy to access before it was secured when private landowners bought the campus. Thus, sadly, much of the surgical ward on the top floor is graffitied with the typical nonsense teens tend to spraypaint on walls - “LOOK BEHIND YOU!”, “Satan 666”, or simply a hastily-drawn phallus. But this operating room is entirely pitch black, and hence has avoided such treatment - all it took was a long exposure to get a clean shot of the operating lamp, still in great shape after years of abandonment.
Tattooed circus family from the early 1900s.
A rough landing on an aircraft carrier during WW2.
balls of depleted uranium
Ve Neill is my favorite makeup artist of all time.
Goth trigger: makeup.
Finished Maddie’s arm today! Sorry for the glare in the photo. Lines are healed, color is fresh. (at Monster Ink)