Skelleton, or in some cases Skellevision, a starving artist: Photography, sculpture, poetry.
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My Camera Gear
Nikkor 105mm f/2.8G
Nikkor 50mm f/1.4
Rokinon 8m f/3.5
Nikon Speedlight SB-600
This is an art blog, solely run by me, with the intention of inspiring, motivating, and promoting, artists, and art enthusiasts. I give credit where it is due, and I like to link portfolios to my posts whenever possible. If you stumble upon a post without a name and/or portfolio attached it is because I did not know the information at the time. If you can help fix this issue, by all means message me the post link and the artist's name (and portfolio link if obtainable).
Keep touching lives and raping eyes, my little bone bags. ~Skelleton
You can love your body without insulting others. JS. Women come in all shapes and sizes, and if you want to make a change for the better it’s not by insulting skinny women, It’s by accepting the fact that both are beautiful. People like to complain about how society has created an unobtainable image of beauty, and I don’t completely disagree with that, but take responsibility for your own confidence. It is not right to target skinny women, like we are some kind of persecuting cult. We are not the bad guys. If you don’t like the ideals of society, fuck em. I may be skinny but I am not an American ideal for what is beautiful. I am boney, yet curvy (I think an 11 inch different between waist and hip should allow me to say I am not a ruler). I shave my head, I have piercings, gauges, abs. I don’t consult my television every time I get dressed. I don’t base my confidence or beauty on airbrushed celebrities, or even my friends. I could grow my hair out, I could get a tan, I could wear a push up bra and pumps, I could put make up on. I can do all those things, but I don’t want to. I’m 24 years old and when I look in the mirror I can finally smile and feel like the person looking back at me is right as rain, and as attractive as I’ve ever been. I love the way I look, I take pride in the decisions I’ve made, and I don’t expect anyone else to look like me, so don’t tell me I should look like you. Thank you?