[prettyfuul]

Illustration by Japanese artist Hirō Isono

[clawmarks]

Around a toadstool table, a child’s book of verse - Rowena Bennett - 1930 - via Internet Archive

[kalosaethetics]

💙 The Serpantine "Butterfly" Dance, originated by Loïe Fuller

"The costume for her Serpentine Dance consisted of hundreds of yards of China silk which she let billow around her while lighting effects suggested that it was catching fire and taking shapes reminiscent of flowers, clouds, birds, and butterflies."

[bigrainbows]

7/3/2019

                                   Okay, so I’m the dragon. Big deal.          You still get to be the hero. You get magic gloves! A fish that talks! You get eyes like flashlights!                  What more do you want? I make you pancakes, I take you hunting, I talk to you as if you’re            really there.

by R. Siken

[vjeranski]

Sean Sullivan

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[little-honeybeee]

[trulyvincent]

Shiro Kasamatsu January 11, 1898 - June 14, 1991

[basquiatwowo]

Farshad Farzankia, installation, 2017

[all4bees]

I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine, in my camouflage rooms.

Carol Ann Duffy, “You”

[nobrashfestivity]

Unknown, Home movie, 1947

[colorel11]

©helena pichler

[all4bees]

“Storm Warnings”

The glass has been falling all the afternoon, And knowing better than the instrument What winds are walking overhead, what zone Of gray unrest is moving across the land, I leave the book upon a pillowed chair And walk from window to closed window, watching Boughs strain against the sky

And think again, as often when the air Moves inward toward a silent core of waiting, How with a single purpose time has traveled By secret currents of the undiscerned Into this polar realm. Weather abroad And weather in the heart alike come on Regardless of prediction.

Between foreseeing and averting change Lies all the mastery of elements Which clocks and weatherglasses cannot alter. Time in the hand is not control of time, Nor shattered fragments of an instrument A proof against the wind; the wind will rise, We can only close the shutters.

I draw the curtains as the sky goes black And set a match to candles sheathed in glass Against the keyhole draught, the insistent whine Of weather through the unsealed aperture. This is our sole defense against the season; These are the things that we have learned to do Who live in troubled regions. Adrienne Rich 1951

[ein-bleistift-und-radiergummi]

Fritz Panzer Wire Sculpture ‘Piano.’ 

[clawmarks]

Das Buch der Natur : die Lehren der Physik, Astronomie, Chemie, Mineralogie, Geologie, Botanik, Physiologie und Zoologie umfassend - Dr. Friedrich Schoedler - 1867 - via e-rara

[aristarkh-lentulov]

Gursuf, 1913, Aristarkh Lentulov

[artist-gauguin]

Breton Fisherman, 1888, Paul Gauguin

Medium: oil,canvas

[clawmarks]

Extinct birds - by Baron Lionel Walter Rothschild - 1907 - via Internet Archive