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View of my grandmothers backyard. 2017
Beautifully Detailed Miniature Dioramas
Toronto-based artist Talwst sculpts miniature dioramas within vintage ring boxes, and said how his art is an immersive experience for his mind, “The work’s small scale allows me the opportunity for a very particular kind of meditation.Â
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a life to remember,Â
a life to forget,
which is alive,
which is dead?
You are what you think you're not.
5 things I wish I knew about you: 1. You overthink, and not just when you’re upset. I can ask you a yes or no question and you will go through some sort of insane mental process that drives me crazy before you provide an answer. 2. You’re lost. You’re so lost. And not like the way I get when I look into your ocean eyes, but you’re lost in a way where only you can find yourself once you know what you want in life. I only say this because I’ve tried for many years now to help you get found, but I was only making you more lost by doing so. And for that, I’m sorry. 3. You’re sensitive. And I am too but I’m better at hiding it which is why I know of you. 4. You’re curious and you question the world, with so much dignity and a hidden personality. You strive in foreign land, speaking words amongst those who have ever doubted you. You’re not afraid to go out there, alone. But that’s the thing, you’re never [alone]. 5. You’re a lover. A lover of everything and everyone there is to see. And that is the biggest thing I wish I knew, because I’ve learned that you’ll never be in love with only me, you need more than just a single being. And so these are the things I wish I knew. To the person who will occupy your life next, I pass this on to you. Just know, she loves you a lot, she just has her own way of showing it.
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Steaming acid out the sharp corners of a round straw Burning plastic Inhale I breathe
What you were bullied for in school, Is why you’re cherished now as an adult. Children fear differences. Growing up makes you realize those differences are what makes you, well, you. Not everyone can define themselves from other people. It’s easy to blend in and forget you’re a different individual. Very easy. It’s okay if the only person who cherishes your differences is you because isn’t that the only person you have to live with for as long as you live?
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It’s okay to love, To fall in love, And be in love, It’s okay to fight, With each other, For each other, For love, It’s okay to cry, And scream, And hate, It’s okay to mess up, It’s okay to hurt, It’s okay to be upset, Love isn’t easy, It’s okay to keep going back, And keep taking them back, It’s okay to tell yourself you’ll never give up, That you’ll always be there for them, When you can’t anymore, It’s okay to walk away, And if you can’t forgive yourself just yet, That my friend, Is also okay, Trust me, In the end, We’ll all be okay,
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To fear and want something at the same time is not unusual, in fact it almost always happens.
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New Mexico Gothic
-the rio grande is brownish-green up close, its flowing channels glow an eerie blue from afar, even in May, when it has no water.
-The pecan orchards are all family run. Every generation the children are taught how to irrigate, when to harvest, and what to feed the blackened, spiraling tree that had taken root years ago – otherwise it would find a way to feed itself.
-the wind in the spring never stops. The wind in the spring tears stop signs off their poles, pushes cars from side to side, and at night you can hear a thousand voices bellowing in agonizing unison
-in July it rains cats and dogs. A team is formed in each neighborhood to clean them off the streets when the storm has passed.
-during the coyote culling, no one is to trail them when prey hangs from their mouth. They drop their dead rabbits near a hole in the ground. A human-like hand reaches out to grab them.
-you snap a photo of the mountains. You look at the picture on the screen. They are melting.
There aren’t a ton of plants in the Bisti Badlands, and the starkness is part of what makes the area so otherworldly. But when we visited the first week of April, I saw these small, sparkly plants that I’ve never seen before.Â
There were hundreds of them growing in cracks in the mud, and at first glance they seemed almost metallic. But when I took a closer look at the leaves, the texture was more like tiny jewels.Â
To promote healing and world peace, a group of Tibetan Buddhist monks, from the Drepung Loseling Monastery in India, travel the world creating incredible mandalas using millions of grains of sand.
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