Fyodor Dostoevsky, from his novel titled "White Nights," originally published in 1848
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Fyodor Dostoevsky, from his novel titled "White Nights," originally published in 1848
Arabic handwriting of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)
The way I’m messy asf tbh but I know where each of them is trust
Four-cornered hats made by the Wari people of Peru, c.600-900 CE
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Easter morning on the Isle of Islay, Scotland (via)
What ive been smoking on
© saweeeties
Angel Cop (1989)
This was my second original embroidery design! I did it in july 2020 :) By this point i was really into using cool techniques to show textures and i was very excited to try out stump work (basically crochet LOL) for the nori. I love picking techniques that really reflect the properties of something.
It's also VERY SMALL, see last photo with my glasses next to it.
used bookstore tucked into an old church in the holler I will always love you
Buckeye Bend Books, Marlinton, WV.
National Geographic | Tehran, Iran (1960) two men washing a 10 foot rug
Purple moths
“I’ve never been afraid of loneliness because I’ve never felt the need to justify my feelings to myself. I accept the muteness of feeling too. I have huge respect for my own silence. I let it speak. I allow time to do its trick and lead me back to myself. I don’t want just anyone to share life and myself with me. But I want life. Life, at all cost. And I want to feel wanted, needed and loved by someone as alive in spirit as me.”
— Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955
“Leaving For Work at 4:45 am” (2008)