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Gloomy day (2012)  personal work ,digital painting, photoshop  illustration by gobugi
  • Gloomy day (2012)

 personal work ,digital painting, photoshop

 illustration by gobugi


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 The bests of cinema , How many films you watched ?

Nosferatu-A Symphony of Horror,1922
Modern Times,1936
Singin’ in the Rain,1952
À bout de souffle,1960
Les quatre cents coups,1959
Léon: The Professional,1994
Casablanca,1942
Titanic,1997
Roman Holiday,1953
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind,2004
Fight Club,1999
Annie Hall,1977
Hotel Chevalier,2007
Lost in Translation,2003
Ivan’s childhold,1962
In the Mood for Love,2000
The Graduate,1967
The Dreamers,2003
Inside Llewyn Davis,2013
Her,2014
The Dark Knight,2008
The Pianist,2002
The Godfather,1972
Taxi Driver,1976
La Dolce Vita,1962
Paris, Texas,1984
Blue Velvet,1986
Rosemary’s Baby,1968
The Piano Teacher,2001
Melancholia,2011
Malèna ,2000
Black Swan,2010
Pulp Fiction,1994
La La Land,2016
Scent of a Woman,1992
Moonrise Kingdom, 2012
A Woman Under the Influence,1974
The Seven Year Itch,1955
Yojimbo,1961
The Good, the bad and the ugly,1966
Kill Bill,2003
The Shawshank Redemption,1994
A Clockwork Orange,1971
Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain,2001
Le Voyage dans la lune,1902

Melancholia (2011)

Melancholia (2011)


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Well I’ve lost it all, I’m just a silhouette, I’m a lifeless face that you’l

Well I’ve lost it all, I’m just a silhouette,
I’m a lifeless face that you’ll soon forget,
And my eyes are damp from the words you left,
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

Photo: Anh Tu Nguyen


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Your name burns hot when I write it,feels heavy when I say it out loud.(Shot from one of the most be

Your name burns hot when I write it,
feels heavy when I say it out loud.



(Shot from one of the most beautiful, deep and stunning person I met,  Philip Pelzer)


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You are the sea in which I’m floating and I lose myself in you.

You are the sea in which I’m floating and I lose myself in you.


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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.


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[2⁄2] Myśmy nigdy się nie zatrzymali. Jakby ten tabor był wciąż w drodze. Dni zlały się w jeden. Tak

[2⁄2] Myśmy nigdy się nie zatrzymali. Jakby ten tabor był wciąż w drodze. Dni zlały się w jeden. Tak piękny, że nie ma pomysłu, jak o tym opowiedzieć.


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First post of the new year is a #storyboard that I did for my directing class based on Paul’s Valery

First post of the new year is a #storyboard that I did for my directing class based on Paul’s Valery « Le cimenterie marin »… I tried experiment more with the pseudo watercolour look to save myself time in future assignments
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#storyboarding #storyboardartist #раскадровка #digitalillustration #digitalwatercolor #sequentialart #comicsart #melancholia #故事板 #ストーリーボード #frenchpoetry #frenchaesthetic #法国 #フランス #livresquaredraws #コミック #меланхолия #忧郁症 #스토리보드 #
https://www.instagram.com/p/CYRDIH7Ii8c/?utm_medium=tumblr


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 Hendrick ter Brugghen, Melancholia, 1627-1628 

Hendrick ter Brugghen, Melancholia, 1627-1628 


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Jacques Emile Blanche, Lady Victoria Majorie Harriet Manners, later Marchioness of Anglesey, 1909-12

Jacques Emile Blanche, Lady Victoria Majorie Harriet Manners, later Marchioness of Anglesey, 1909-12


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Alphonse Osbert (1957-1939), Deux femmes au bord de la mer 

Alphonse Osbert (1957-1939), Deux femmes au bord de la mer 


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 John William Waterhouse, “I Am Half-Sick of Shadows,” Said the Lady of Shalott, 1915

John William Waterhouse, “I Am Half-Sick of Shadows,” Said the Lady of Shalott, 1915


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Thomas Barker, The Bride of Death, 1769-1847

Thomas Barker, The Bride of Death, 1769-1847


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aseaofquotes: Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries

aseaofquotes:

Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries


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She Painted a Lovely Picture

She painted a lovely picture

But there’s a shocking twist

Her brush was a razor

Her canvas, her wrist

She painted a lovely picture

In the color blood red

Using her paint brush

She finally ends up dead

Her picture’s fading

Slowly on her arm

Her heart isn’t pumping

She can no longer do harm

She painted a lovely picture

And here’s the shocking twist

Her mind was the razor

Het heart was her wrist

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