WHAT I WANT, WHAT I WANT.

*   sunshine is dead light .

[shisasan]

Henry Miller to Anaïs Nin March, 1933 The diary of Anaïs Nin [Volume One: 1931-1934]

[cherishedwifey]

[wirebrother]

Drawings of overhead trolley bus wires

by Martial Richoz (Swiss, b.1963)

[dmoure]

29 Oct 2017

[peashooter85]

Multi-blade folding knife, late 19th or early 20th century.

from Thomas Delmar Ltd.

[proustian-dream]

Tania Ganitsky, Emily Dickinson y lo incompleto

[valtsv]

question. what's your thoughts on is it necrophilia if the corpse is undead and not just dead

well that's this sexy little thing called denial

[toiich]

One Sings, the Other Doesn't (1977), dir. Agnès Varda

[metamorphesque]

There’s a word in Armenian — արևահամ (arevaham) — that has no direct equivalent in English, yet it carries the warmth of an entire season, both in nature and in one's life.

It’s made of two roots: արև (arev), meaning "sun", and համ (ham), meaning "taste" or "flavor". Together, they form a word that means "sun-flavored", but it’s much more than that. It's a poetic way of describing something that’s been touched, ripened, or enriched by the sun, and carries "the taste", the warmth of the sun within itself.

As Charents wrote: "I love the sun-flavored (arevaham) word of my sweet Armenia."

Alongside արևահամ (“sun-flavored”), we have another luminous word: արևաբույր (arevabuyr). It means “sun-scented”. It is warmth made fragrant. Light made tender and almost tangible.

As Gurgen Mahari wrote: "The fresh morning air, sun-scented (arevabuyr) and rain-flavored, filled my heart with joyful longing."

[thiagonm]

Cecily Brown, All the Nightmares Came Today, 2012-2019

[detectivehole]

"why do you know that" i am curious about the world around me

[ortodelmondo]

Dylan Hausthor

[towerofglass]

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase

[polish-lolita]

[mayanhandballcourt]

Photographer Elsa Bleda

[80s90srewind]