Frederick Judd Waugh, Rum Row, 1922, oil on board
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Frederick Judd Waugh, Rum Row, 1922, oil on board
Richard Hell’s East Village apartment
I think about this picture all the time. I have so many thoughts and feelings on this picture. The way they look at each other makes me want to pick up a pen and write hundreds of books.
When summer evenings feel like this gif it’s beautiful and it’s worth it
file -> phrases that are going to shift something in me forever
The first oyster.
“i was thinking about how i don’t actually have anything of my own that i can keep. i very luckily have some material things, but every material thing goes away eventually. they can get lost, broken, stolen or just deteriorate, including my body. once i die this will all become nothing. and i was thinking about what do i have that’s really actually mine? that can’t be taken away? and i know this is corny but this love that i feel in me, that i’ve created in me, that i’ve built in me, held on to—it’s mine for as long as i want it, for as long as i don’t give it up or let the world take it away from me. and i really do believe that to love is the best thing i ever did in my life. better than any song i've ever written, any achievement by far. to love is truly the best and most beautiful thing i ever did. and then as i was thinking about that, i started thinking about how sad it was that once i die, i couldn’t leave behind this most beautiful thing that i have. i guess it short of dies with me. so i wanted to write a song about how i wish that when i die i could at least leave all this love behind in the world.”
mitski explains her new song “my love mine all mine”
When summer evenings feel like this gif it’s beautiful and it’s worth it
Caitlyn Siehl
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in almost every other children's book where the main heroine is swept away to a land of whimsy she's shown having a lovely time; braving dangers occasionally, trying to find her way home, sure, but ultimately delighting in the magic around her. meanwhile alice spends her entire time in wonderland like
look, here’s the thing: alice in wonderland’s enduring fucking charm is that it perfectly captures the vibe of being a very tired and annoyed child who is nonetheless required to play along with adult nonsense.
alice is dragged from place to place without warning, forced to play stupid games with no good prizes, grilled over her schooling and manners and recitation and dress, scolded, judged, insulted to her face, sent away, given gifts she didn’t ask for and doesn’t like, corrected incorrectly, been subject to shifting and arbitrary rules, and then when she gets snappish with all this bullshit everyone acts like a little girl’s temper is the end of the fucking world.
alice in wonderland isn’t a drug trip or a nightmare or a metaphor, that’s just what being ten years old is LIKE. that’s why kids love it so much. even if they can’t quite articulate how, they recognize themselves in it.
George Hillyard Swinstead (1905) The Angel’s Message