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Charlotte Brontë’s earliest surviving miniature manuscript book with watercolour drawings, ca. 1828

Picture XVI, The Great Gate of Kiev. Stage set for Mussorgsky’s Pictures at an Exhibition in Friedrich Theater, Dessau., 1928, Wassily Kandinsky

Medium: ink,watercolor,paper,tempera

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Untitled, Marc Chagall

Medium: pastel,paper

https://www.wikiart.org/en/marc-chagall/untitled

“somehow in the streets of London, on the ebb and flow of things, here, there, she survived…she being part, she was positive, of the trees at home…” - ‘mrs. dalloway’ (1925)

happy birthday to virginia woolf, born 25 january 1882

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To Hermione Jean Granger, I leave my copy of the Tales of Beedle the Bard - in the hope she find it entertaining and instructive.

HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS: PART 1 2010, dir. David Yates

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quotemadness

“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but ‘Mom’s’ probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.”

— Kalyn RoseAnne (via extramadness)