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bittergourdsoup-deactivated2024

I APOLOGISE FOR NOT REPLYING TO YOUR EMAIL SOONER. ONE DAY ALL OF US WILL HAVE TO CONVINCE OURSELVES THAT WE SPENT THE GIFT OF TIME ON EARTH WELL.

norfisthewhimsy

babygirlifier-deactivated202402

the reason it’s so awesome when the bass at a concert replaces your pulse is that it’s the closest you can get to someone breaking open your ribs and squeezing your heart really hard in their fist

enki2

swallow-wind

David Byrne 📸 by David LaChapelle

cherryflavoredbutch

brown works so hard and does so much and everyone is so mean to her. coffee chocolate hair leather tea wood eyes broth a warm coat autumn leaves caramelized onions the crust on a loaf of bread. all things good and warm and kind are brown. bitch!

userparamore

eyes that light up, eyes look through you / cover up the blank spots / hit me on the head

TALKING HEADS | THIS MUST BE THE PLACE (NAIVE MELODY) Stop Making Sense (1984) | dir. Jonathan Demme

lakevida

olibluebear-photography

Photos from Olivia Bee's collection "Kids in Love"

theponytailparades

handmade with love

tallahasseemp3

"Can the absence of words tell a story? Like a pattern in lace, the holes as important as the threads?"

Eden Robins, Remember You Will Die

portelan

Slumber was a performance/installation: whenever it was shown, the artist lived in the gallery, weaving during the day and sleeping with an EEG machine recording her Rapid Eye Movement (REM) at night. The REM is an analogue to Antoni’s dreams, and she weaves this pattern into the blanket that covers her bed while she sleeps. In this piece, an uneasy truce exists between contemporary medical technology, ancient myths of weaving and the mysterious world of dreams.