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Neil the Surreal

jtcoen:

Beautiful art from a unique talent taken before his time

An online presence for Irish artists and a generally lovely website. Please have a look!

jtcoen:

Art for Art’s Sake (l’art pour l’art).
This website’s aim is to create an online presence for artists in Ireland today and to provide a wider audience with access to the work of talented artists. Support Irish art and Irish artists! 

Random acts of beauty

A mystery artist has been leaving beautifully crafted gifts in libraries and museums across Edinburgh this spring, summer and fall. This is a must see for book lovers!

From the Staircase that brought you “I can see you”…

comes MORE nightmare fuel! To clarify I once came home, headed for the kitchen and heard “I can see you” from the stairs. It was so clear I was convinced it was my partner but it turned out was alone in the house. 

Today, while putting laundry away with my back to my bedroom door which was open to the top of the stairs I heard “We’re not done yet”

It was months and months ago that I heard the first one so I’m hoping it’ll be months and months before anything happens again…. or preferably it’ll just NEVER happen again. 

And so to bed! 

…eep!

Neil the Surreal

jtcoen:

Beautiful art from a unique talent taken before his time

An online presence for Irish artists and a generally lovely website. Please have a look!

jtcoen:

Art for Art’s Sake (l’art pour l’art).
This website’s aim is to create an online presence for artists in Ireland today and to provide a wider audience with access to the work of talented artists. Support Irish art and Irish artists! 

Random acts of beauty

A mystery artist has been leaving beautifully crafted gifts in libraries and museums across Edinburgh this spring, summer and fall. This is a must see for book lovers!

From the Staircase that brought you “I can see you”…

comes MORE nightmare fuel! To clarify I once came home, headed for the kitchen and heard “I can see you” from the stairs. It was so clear I was convinced it was my partner but it turned out was alone in the house. 

Today, while putting laundry away with my back to my bedroom door which was open to the top of the stairs I heard “We’re not done yet”

It was months and months ago that I heard the first one so I’m hoping it’ll be months and months before anything happens again…. or preferably it’ll just NEVER happen again. 

And so to bed! 

…eep!

From the Staircase that brought you “I can see you”…

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