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Dan Walsh. Textilene,Β 2008
Walter Grab (Swiss, 1927-1989) - La Famille (The Family) (1953)
βA creative mind is never sane.β
β Broken Ballads
Sam Gilliam
βI advise you to stop sharing your dreams with people who try to hold you back, even if theyβre your parents. Because, if youβre the kind of person who senses thereβs something out there for you beyond whatever it is youβre expected to do - if you want to be EXTRA-ordinary - you will not get there by hanging around a bunch of people who tell you youβre not extraordinary. Instead, you will probably become as ordinary as they expect you to be.β
β Kelly Cutrone
Galatea (1847) by Charles Jalabert
Mhairi McFarlane, Last Night
Venice, A Moonlit Night over the Santa Maria della Salute by August Seidel
βHer blood is dancing, she wants to live, and there is no life here.β
β Anton Chekhov, from In Exile.
"Woman with a Parasol β Madame Monet and Her Son" (1875)
by Claude Monet (1840-1926)
Oil on canvas
The Storm (1880) by Pierre Auguste Cot
Tomb - Angelo De Augustine
There is always a way back, looking at the stars and feeling incredibly small but incredibly lucky is a way back, singing along to your favorite song in the car with the windows rolled all the way down is a way back, forgiving yourself for who you had to be to survive is a way back, the first cool breeze of autumn after a brutal summer is a way back, letting someone help you carry the heavy things is a way back, noticing the tiny weeds growing through the sidewalk cracks and realizing they are trying too is a way back, remembering that you are still here, still breathing, still trying, is a way back. π€
Drowned in the Sea, c.1830 by German painter
talking to someone with an open mind is seriously one of my favorite things because thereβs never an end to what u can talk about and learn