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#Inktober day 26! Drew my lovely friend @ruthbaid 😘
#Inktober C is for consistency, did this on my flight to Germany #growth #madewithpaper . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #inktober2017 #artistsoninstagram #art #drawing #sketch #dailysketch #sketchbook #blackgirlart
Sade//Solange
TONI, THE NOBEL LAUREATE… Toni Morrison, writer
Currently reading 'love in the time of cholera'
And it is simply exquisite. Oh Marquez you master! Well done. I’m going to start keeping note of my favourite passages. ….
“It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love”
“Life would have been quite another matter for them both if they had learned in time that it was easier to avoid great matrimonial catastrophes than trivial everyday miseries”
“Let me stay here,” he said. “There was soap.” “Florentino Ariza heard no human sound as he followed the barefoot maid under the arches of the passageway…” "She reminded him that the weak would never enter the kingdom of love, which is a harsh and ungenerous kingdom, and that women give themselves only to men of resolute spirit, who provide the security they need in order to face life."
My lover is naive He wears his youth upon his sleeve With pride and grandeur He acts like his skin fits just fine But in truth he is wayward A soul gone astray A cast away
caelietinferni (via wnq-writers)
Viewing a wave from underwater, while someone is surfing on it.
illustration for an article about Snapchat in De Morgen
Colin Waeghe (Belgian, b. 1980), Court from the Crystal Palace series, 2015. Oil on canvas, 100 x 70 cm.
[another time because this white dude from Belgian in 2015 coming through with the ‘court from the crystal palace” series… - from an essay by Faith Ringgold in the book, Black Dolls: “Traditionally, dolls that emulate a particular race are meant to depict the best image of that ethnicity. African Americans dolls were denied this depiction as they were reflective of the people who enslaved them rather than of their own indigenous physical characteristics. These inherent differences in appearances are what make African art so magnificent. African sculptural and decorative forms provided the basis for the modern art movements of the early 1900s. Not only did Westerners take Africans as slaves, they also took their art; it served as the basis for the Modernist abstractions of Braque, Picasso, and Matisse, among others.” how is this not neoFauvism and neocolonial? oh wait, it is….]
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Yesterday, Harrogate with my day one ✨ Me: I don't even know if want to get married K: yes you do because you'll want the joint income Me: yeah I suppose
Lupita Nyong'o Photographed by Thomas Whiteside for InStyle Magazine in April, 2016
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The Moon does not envy the Sun for shining so bright. She basks in the strangeness of her own soft light.
Taurri 🌑 (via taurri)
Sure I get lonely When I'm the only Only human in the heaving heat of the animals Bitter brown salt stinging on my tongue I will not waiver I will not wait it's turn Burn your love to the ground in the lips of another
You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole
A Ghost of a Girl.