fuckyeahoscarwilde:

It’s that time of the year again! And no, I don’t mean Halloween, although that’s pretty cool too.

Oscar Wilde’s birthday is in exactly one week, so it’s time to get your creativity to work. Use those Photoshop skills of yours…

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(first one by me, 2nd by fromthoughttochaos)

or maybe…

sontagbloodysontag:

Oscar Wilde

sontagbloodysontag:

Oscar Wilde

paxvictoriana:

THE PREFACE to Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890):

 The artist is the creator of beautiful things.
   To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim.
The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.
The highest as the lowest form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.
    Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope.
  They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only beauty.
     There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
The nineteenth century dislike of realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass.
     The nineteenth century dislike of romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.
   The moral life of man forms part of the subject-matter of the artist, but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium.
No artist desires to prove anything. Even things that are true can be proved.
   No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.
     No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.
   Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
      Vice and virtue are to the artist materials for an art.
From the point of view of form, the type of all the arts is the art of the musician. From the point of view of feeling, the actor’s craft is the type.
     All art is at once surface and symbol.
    Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.
   Those who read the symbol do so at their peril.
It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.
    Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.
     When critics disagree, the artist is in accord with himself.
We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.

All art is quite useless.
OSCAR WILDE

[Images: © Sarah Ross 2014]

litphonix:

16th of October 1854 Irish writer, playwright, and poet, Oscar Wilde was born in Dublin, Ireland.

Happy Birthday!

Although he is often thought of as an author he only published one novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray in 1891.

The play The Importance of Being Earnest is considered to be Wilde’s masterpiece and is continually revived. In 2007, a first edition (number 349 of 1,000) was discovered inside a handbag in an Oxfam shop. Staff were unable to trace the donor. It was later sold for £650!

inthemoodtodissolveinthesky:

Henri Matisse, Nude seated with crossed legs (II), 1941-1942

inthemoodtodissolveinthesky:

Henri Matisse, Nude seated with crossed legs (II), 1941-1942

paper-beats-rock:

LONG LIVE MOZ 🙏

paper-beats-rock:

LONG LIVE MOZ 🙏

david-bwie:

panic-in-the-streets-of-london:

dxve-grohl:

i was upset so i made this

Don’t ever tell me middle-aged Morrissey isn’t attractive


😊

david-bwie:

panic-in-the-streets-of-london:

dxve-grohl:

i was upset so i made this

Don’t ever tell me middle-aged Morrissey isn’t attractive

😊

peth:

defrag:

Theodor Miller, Lee Miller and Tanja Ramm in Miller’s Paris studio having breakfast in bed in the company of a wall hanging by Jean Cocteau, after 1929.


i want this life.

peth:

defrag:

Theodor Miller, Lee Miller and Tanja Ramm in Miller’s Paris studio having breakfast in bed in the company of a wall hanging by Jean Cocteau, after 1929.

i want this life.

haemus:

Henri Matisse