Tom Hanks is awesome. That is all.

Pimping his ride after the Emmys

Toddlers & Tiaras with Tom Hanks

Child's Own Studio

This is genius: custom made toys for kids

 

Rich Pellegrino

Rad and then some. Is this guy for real? Portraits of all my favorite characters! I reeeally want Duckie or McFly in a print! Now if he'd only do one of Ferris Bueller, life would be complete.

Marty McFly

Duckie from Pretty In Pink!

Tobias ♥

 Team Zissou

Boba Fett

Darth 'Bundt Cake' Vadar

Winger

Andie (altho her expression kinda looks more Breakfast Club here)

 

More of his artwork here.

Snow Monsters

Also known as juhyou, windswept and frost-covered trees make their yearly appearance on the snowy slopes of Japan’s northern prefectures. Some of them look like slumbering giants from the deep, 

biding their time. Creepy and fantastic. You've been warned. 

Downton Fever

 

aww yess! My posh soapie. Maggie Smith + Shirley MacLaine = pure celluloid gold. Can. not. wait.

One can't help but marvel at how Lady Sybil aka Jessica Brown-Findlay always looks like she just stepped out of a Waterhouse painting. Girl crush!

Prettiful

So much sass in one tiny package.

Akos Major

Alps

Waterscapes

Ode to Sarah Lin

Shell Grotto at Margate, UK

   

In 1835 Mr James Newlove lowered his young son Joshua into a hole in the ground that had appeared during the digging of a duck pond. Joshua emerged describing tunnels covered with shells.

He had discovered the Shell Grotto; 70ft of winding subterranean passages leading to an oblong chamber, its walls decorated with strange symbols mosaic-ed in millions of shells. Was it an ancient pagan temple, a meeting place for some secret cult? Nobody can explain who built this amazing place, or why, or when, but since its discovery visitors from all over the world have been intrigued by the beautiful mosaics and unsolved mystery.  

That Gotye Song

"..and it feels so RUFF!" Snort. My cheeks, they be hurting.

Hugh Holland

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In 1975, driving up Laurel Canyon Boulevard one afternoon, Holland encountered his first skateboarders carving up the drainage ditches along the side of the canyon. He knew he had found his subject. Although not a skateboarder himself, Holland for the next three years never tired of capturing on film the burgeoning culture he was witnessing. However, by 1978, the scene had become more commercial, and Holland's documentation of the skateboarders came to its natural end.