I can’t quite put my finger on why, but this may be one of my favourite kung fu related photos ever.
Probably because it depicts what, these days, would be considered a “nerdy dude” using one of the most difficult and heavy martial arts weapons there is, the Guandao. It just encapsulates so much. For me, at least.

The photo was taken in the early 70’s and the guy wielding the Guandao is actually one of Grandmaster Yip Chi Sum’s senior Bak Mei students.

"i don’t understand how you can’t like [artist"
"if you don’t like [artist] there’s something wrong with you"
"[artist] is honestly way better than anything [popular group]" has ever done lmao" maybe…possibly…i mean, i know this is a crazy idea but…people have different music tastes…

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Alberto Vargas - “Vargas Bride in Wedding Veil” - 1940’s. This is a rare illustration from Vargas that I assume was done prior to the Esquire years based on the signature on the illustration. Vargas changed his signature after leaving Esquire in 1948. This beautiful illustration sold over at Heritage Art recently for over $20,000.

"we are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of true romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. i do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. this is what makes your self-respect so important, and i don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness" 
— William S. Burroughs