Discovery Days

Hey, you're pretty great.

[artist-matisse]

La Perruche et la Sirene via Henri Matisse

[hauntedbystorytelling]

Three young women eat spaghetti on inflatable mattresses at Lake of Capri, 1939 (AP Photo / Hamilton Wright)

[pattismithandrobertmapplethorpe]

Patti Smith by Frank Stefanko

[patricialeesmith]

Patti Smith by Lynn Goldsmith, 1975

[rsf]

Georgia O'Keefe painting at Ghost Ranch.

[thunderstruck9]

Alice Neel (American, 1900-1984), Gladiolas, 1974. Oil on canvas, 46 x 32 in.

[natgeofound]

[lilithsplace]

Interior, 1970 - Judith Rothschild (1921–1993)

[thecolorblockcurator]

Maria Luque

[amandabellfoto]

the cutest house on the Hill, Seattle, WA, 2012

[winesburgohio]

I hope you all find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all of the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life — not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often these patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again.

Eileen Myles, “Universal Cycle.” The Importance of Being Iceland. (via winesburgohio)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

…I am glad that it does not get easier, I am glad that I love you truly, glad that I am in for it, glad that I have no choice, glad that I am up to my mouth in love with you, and that the sand is dragging at my feet.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to George Dillon featured in Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay (via violentwavesofemotion)

[palidoeazul]

We cannot wait around to be discovered. If you can’t write masterpieces, why write? the doctors said to Zelda. Perhaps the goal is not the be the next Great American (Male) Novelist. This is perhaps closed to us anyway. The point, perhaps, is to write – by god to write – to write and refuse erasure through which to scream, to sing, to singe. All of these things. To write because we desire to, because we need to – and to refuse to be ignored. Or stopped. The key is to convince ourselves, as Fitzgerald and Flaubert, Eliot and Ezra did, of our eventual geniuses. A new ritual I practice, as I get ready to write, I put on my new 4-inch platforms and stand in front of my floor-length mirror, sometimes as I’m eating chocolate almond-milk ice cream, and I intone to the mirror to myself: You’re a fucking genius. Now you try it.

Heroines, by Kate Zambreno (via palidoeazul)

[thecolorblockcurator]

Lee Miller and Tanja Ramm having breakfast in bed at Lee’s Paris studio, Theodore Miller

[oldhollywoodfilms]

[victoriajoan]

I want as much self-knowledge as I can get—let me not be deceived—but self-knowledge isn’t the goal I seek. Strength, strength is what I want. Strength not to endure, I have done that and it has made me weak—but strength to act—

Susan Sontag, from Reborn: Journals & Notebooks (via la-femme-terrible)

[lumpydyke]

i cant stop thinking about Scouts Ham Costume ™ from to kill a mocking bird……

she did that