Japanese artist Takato Yamamoto’s self described “Heisei Esthiticism” style casts figures reminiscent of the work of Victorian pornographer Franz von Bayros in their creative positioning and playful use of space within their scenarios. As with a lot of Japanese art, there is a blatant sexual and often sadistic undertone that sees his subjects restrained, wounded, gagged and bound yet unblemished, posed and beautiful. His recurring use of objects like skulls and skeletons, eyeballs and severed heads as ornaments in fabulously detailed and intricately opulent and patterned backgrounds reveal a fascination with sex and violence as beautiful aesthetic phenomena rather than topics of morality and he depicts these themes as subjects of sophisticated titillation. These are not problematic, shallow cartoons of sinister pornography. They are staggering and complex visual records of voyeuristic and psychological fascination drawn from an eclectic range of culturally significant sources. Human suffering is not the point-beauty in pain/pleasure and child-like curiosity in the sinister and the grotesque is the focus of Yamamoto’s sumptuously detailed paintings. Exquisitely illustrating themes of bondage, seductive darkness, metamorphosis and death, Yamamoto’s rich work adorns the covers of novels and magazines and nourishes a side of our minds that is often denied and repressed. <source>
So I have some things to say but I know that absolutely no one cares. let’s say I have to say these things to feel good.
I have been through quite a few moments of “new experiences”. I do not know very well to define it all but it’s as if I’m living an adventure … this should be common for a teenager of my age but somehow I feel that I need to talk about this …
I’m not good with words, but I can say that I’m feeling something like happiness but I do not know what bothers me ….
I feel like this is all so clichéd, superficial and I do not know what ….
I do not know very well what I plan of life, I have felt mt alone ….
I do not know what I need to improve ….
I got lost in what I was talking about … but that’s it .. I’m a waste of time, I’m just a shallow, shallow kid.
I do not know why they’re talking about this … I feel surrounded by robots when I enter the tumblr .. I wanted to talk … I do not know what the fuck this is
