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DEAR READER
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Love Begins
almost home
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we're not kids anymore.
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AnasAbdin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Monterey Bay Aquarium
NASA
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Andulka
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Hans Hartung (German/French, 1904-1989), T1965-E131, 1965. Vinylic paint and graffiti on canvas, 24 x 19 cm.
Richard Diebenkorn - Girl with Flowered Background, 1962, oil on canvas, 101.6 x 86.4 cm
Toshi Yoshida (1911-1995) - First Creature, woodblock print, 40 x 55 cm
Franz Marc - The fate of the animals, 1913, oil on canvas, 196 x 266 cm
Jackson Pollock - Number 19, 1948, oil and enamel on paper mounted on canvas, 78.4 x 57.4 cm
Joan Miró - Peinture (Le Soleil), 1927, oil on canvas, 38.3 x 46.2 cm
Christie’s
Not every wave is meant to break you; some are here to carry you. In any case, they are still your story.🌊!
#11:11
260702(516) - Toshihiko Okuya
Gordon Mortensen aka Gordon Louis Mortensen (American, b. 1938, Arnegard, ND, USA) - Willow, Reduction Woodcut on Paper
'The Appearance of a Spectre ' by Serafino Macchiati, (1860-1916)
Mural on Indian Red Ground
Jackson Pollock, 1950
Forest Hush
Richa Kashelkar
Remedios Varo
Banqueros en acción, 1962
Oil on masonite.
White Pansy
1927
Georgia O'Keeffe
The Cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland, Ohio.
هناك ذكريات جميلة لا نحب أن يمر عليها الزمن ولا أن تعود إليها الذاكرة كثيرًا لأن جمالها كان أكبر من أن يتكرر وأعمق من أن يُنسى. كلما مرت بخاطرنا شعرنا بفرحٍ ممزوجٍ بالحنين وبابتسامةٍ تخفي خلفها شيئًا من الأسى. لذلك نخشى استعادتها أحيانًا ليس لأنها تؤلمنا بل لأننا ندرك أن بعض النعم لا يعرف الإنسان قيمتها كاملة إلا بعد أن تصبح ذكرى .
Summer in the fjords Hans Dahl