Celeste's Fairy Lights

Just another wide-eyed girl, 21 going on old

[cassandracalin]

Yikes!

[celestesfairylights]

All the truths

[celestesfairylights]

Had such a wonderful evening meeting lovely people and responding to some amazing art works at the National Gallery of Australia - namely two Rothkos and Blue Poles! What a brilliant place to play - certainly one of my favourites! #humanbrochure #bluepoles #pollock #abstractexpressionism #nga #rothko with @pocketfoxband

[celestesfairylights]

October 6 saw me frocked up down by the river for the first swim of the season and a sunny study break with Anna! I bought this dress a few years ago during the Moruya Jazz Fest - but this is the first time I've worn it. Love your ovaries girls, donate here: https://frocktober.everydayhero.com/au/katrina

[celestesfairylights]

Last day of pants for a month! That's right, I'm joining a bunch of my friends over at the @canberraswingkatz in raising funds for ovarian cancer research by doing Frocktober and getting frocked up every day of the next month. Check out our page at https://frocktober.everydayhero.com/au/canberra-swing-katz to donate and keep up with our posts!

[celestesfairylights]

A stunning high tea down at Lanyon Homestead with champagne and croquet! What a lovely way to spend the afternoon.

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Sound check is well under way for the @pocketfoxband #springsingle launch! It's not too late to come, just rock up to the Street Theatre at 7:30! Keen as mustard!

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Final @pocketfoxband rehearsal before our single launch tomorrow! 7:30pm, The St Theatre, Canberra. Be there.

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This gorgeous spring day is not all that conducive to studying... #ANUSchoolOfArt #unilyf #procrastigramming

[celestesfairylights]

The sassy Swing Katz (Kittens!) at Gorman House Markets in the sunshine today :) No better way to spend a Saturday! @canberraswingkatz #canberraswingkatz #lindyhop #swing #swingdancing #dance

[celestesfairylights]

Nothing like a ride along the Murrumbidgee to get blood flowing for the next two essays! #BestBeachInCanberra #procrastiriding #YAYSPRING

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And my dad said the drive would be be boring... #dubbojazzfestival #roadtrip #australia #sunset #clouds

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Another weekend road-tripping. Off to Dubbo to dance in the Dubbo Jazz Festival! #3rdweekendofdancing #canowindra #roadtrip #dubbo #dubbojazzfestival

[befitzgeraldwriting]

I swear to every heaven ever imagined, if I hear one more dead-eyed hipster tell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare from the grave so he can tell them every reason why he wishes he were born in a time where he could have a damn Gmail account. The day after I taught my mother how to send pictures over Iphone she texted me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row. Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful. But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay in your backwards-hoping-all-inclusive club while the rest of us fall in love over Skype. Send angry letters to state representatives, as we record the years first sunrise so we can remember what beginning feels like when we are inches away from the trigger. Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castle while eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did. Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole. Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day. Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words. Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account, and we all would have checked it every morning while we Snap Chat our coffee orders to the people we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes. This life is spilling over with 85 year olds rewatching JFK’s assassination and 7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos. Never again do I have to be afraid of forgetting what my fathers voice sounds like. No longer must we sneak into our families phonebook to look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend. No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like or how grasshoppers procreate. I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulips in public parks on my cellphone and you will continue to scoff and that is okay. But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed you are to be alive in a moment where you can google search how to say I love you in 164 different languages.

b.e.fitzgerald (Art is a Facebook status about your winter break.)

[davidroads]

[theloudest--minds-deactivated20]

[celestesfairylights]

Wassily Kandinsky, “Tanzkurven: Zu den Tänzen der Palucca,” Das Kunstblatt, Potsdam, vol. 10, no. 3 (1926)

[dirtyhippieproductions]

Kiss The Earth!

☮  ❤ ॐ 

[bright-cactus]

Don’t think about it, Not for a moment. Don’t think about the way his heart pounds when she holds it. Don’t think about the kisses they’ll exchange, Or their Valentine’s Day, Because, darling, you can’t fucking control it. You should have known that perfect smile He’d reveal for you Was temporary And timed And nothing new. Because he’s flashed those pearly whites before, And he’ll do it again And sometimes you’ll joke you want to give up on men, But that’s not true; you want him more now than you ever wanted him then. And you’ll scream, and you’ll cry, and you’ll turn to your pen, And you’ll tear out your hair and chew in multiples of ten, And yes you know not now but when, fucking when? When will it be your turn to make him fall in love? Of course the answer is nagging that the back of your throat; That heart-crushing, gut-twisting response you know better than most; It feels etched into your skin. For you unrequited isn’t a possibility but an expectation, So why should it hurt to hear it once more? Go back to being paralysed by the fact that he doesn’t want you, And pretend this doesn’t tear you apart at your core.

(via adoreneedles)