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Vincent & Theo Van Gogh
Hannah Gadsby in Nanette (2018) // At Eternity’s Gate dir. Julian Schnabel (2018) // Loving Vincent dir. Dorota Kobiela & Hugh Welchman (2017) // Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to Theo Van Gogh (1880) // Almond Blossoms by Vincent Van Gogh (1890); painted as a gift for the birth of his brother Theo’s son named after him
“It is not immediately obvious which of Zadkine’s figures is Vincent and which is Theo. Like all who relieve the suffering of others, Theo—in a process that is the exact opposite of a blood transfusion—has taken some of Vincent’s pain into himself. Soon, however, it becomes obvious that while the sky weighs heavily on both figures, one, Vincent, feels gravity as a force so terrible it can drag men beneath the earth. From this moment on you are held by the pathos and beauty of what Zadkine depicts: despair that is inconsolable, comfort that is endless. One figure says, “I can never feel better,” the other, “I will hold you until you are better.”
Geoff Dyer on Ossip Zadkine’s sculpture of Vincent and Theo Van Gogh (from “Blues for Vincent”, Otherwise Known as the Human Condition)
I tried to recreate this feeling I had while lying in the sun yesterday.
[last entry]
from so far so good: final poems 2014-2018 by ursula k. le guin
my supervisor's daughter made this sign, and a lot more things, for his office
me after the crewe parkrun a couple of weeks ago
Studio Octopi - Writ in Water, housing for artwork by Mark Wallinger at National Trust, Surrey 2017. Photos © Andrew Butler.
olivia de recat for the new yorker
Never have I seen something so simple yet so true that wounded me so deeply.
i bought some tights to wear under my trousers in winter to keep warm, but now all i wanna do is buy a skirt to go with them 🤗💃
should i ask out the girl from my poetry class?
any you american kids wanna hang out? i’m gonna be in new york for a few days in early july. we could go a gallery, or watch the world cup 😀⚽️🌱🎨
it's a new day!
These plants and I have a lot in common…just as I was about to give up on us, we bloomed
this is nice
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in] , by e e cummings
watched the liverpool game with goronwy and my brother and ali and florian and gianmichele and it was MENTAL and now i'm sexy deep voice hoarse AND my housemate got an offer for her dream phd place and i'm so happy for her
just finished simon vs the homosapiens agenda, and i feel like i’m 17, and the kind of giddy happiness/excitement that sometimes comes with being 17.
also today i proved a thing in maths, and that feels proper satisfying.
I saw a sad facebook post from the gay bookstore back in Ann Arbor where I used to live about how they hadn’t sold any books that day so I went on their online store and bought a couple, and while you don’t get #deals like elsewhere online, I’d love it if y’all would consider buying your next gay book from them instead of like, Amazon.
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i’m going to ann arbor this summer. deffo paying this place a visit