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Learning to Braid, 1917
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@doitforadamparrish
Una Gray (American, 1873-1930)
Learning to Braid, 1917
D. Alan Holmes, Enlightenment // Signet Amenti // @cryptonature // Alan Wilsom Watts // Evan M. Cohen, "Oceans" // Nikita Gill // @pauladoodles // Julian Gough, "Minecraft End Poem" // Sleeping At Last—Saturn
(guy who's lost so much and loses more every day) I never fucking lose
Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
A BLURRED LOVE
Into One Another III, To PPP, Berlinde De Bruyckere (2010) / Hysterics of Love, Eric Fischl (1997) / We Are All Flesh, Berlinde De Bruyckere (2009)
i'm like if a jack of all trades wasn't even like passable at the all trades
Gustav Janouch, Conversations with Kafka
love your url. I agree. I would die for Adam parrish
yeah let's stage a bacchanal for him
Just wanted you to know that my tired eyes skipped right over your actual pronouns and saw fr/es/en and my mind said, "These neopronouns just keep getting wilder and wilder." 🥴🫠
lmfao you're literally so funny sorry i didnt see this before. yes actually i like to be referred to as 'fr' bc i'm just so for real
h. gaunt and s. ellwood, 1912, preparations for a ball
(save their poor hearts)
the ‘affectionately’ to ‘with affection’ to ‘your friend’ to ‘yours’ development knocked me to the ground and left me for dead actually
the remote, secluded and little known rice terraces of yuanyang county in china’s yunnan province were built by the hani people along the contours of ailao mountain range five hundred years ago. during the early spring season, the terraces, once planted, are irrigated with spring water from the forest above, reflecting sunlight to create these stain glass like landscapes
photos by jialiang gao, hai thinh, javarman, isabelle chauvel, chaluntorn preeyasombat and thierry bornier
Valentin repost cuz im more invested in their relationship than in mine
Dead Poets Society (1989, Peter Weir)