Unfiltered

You know what’s weird about taste? People compartmentalize it. There’s the stuff you’re supposed to like—the art, the photography, the inspiring things—and then there’s everything else you actually look at. The naked people. The crude jokes. The photographs that would get you fired if your boss saw them on your screen. So I thought, why separate them? Start a Tumblr and just dump it all in one place. The beautiful and the horny and the irreverent stuff mixed together, because that’s actually how taste works.

Not because I was trying to become famous or hit some number on Tumblr. I just wanted a space that didn’t pretend. Where you could look at what actually interests you without performing good taste or respectability. It’s simple enough. It shouldn’t feel radical. But it does.

There’s something freeing about it. You’re not building an aesthetic you think other people want to see. You’re just collecting the things that actually catch your eye, your interest, your desire. The photographs of bodies that move you. The artwork that speaks to something in you. The jokes that make you laugh in that uncomfortable way. All of it together, no hierarchy.