MEDEA

without or with.

[heaveninawildflower]

Oval-shaped playing cards with French suits (German, late 19th century).

Published by A Twietmeyer.

© The Trustees of the British Museum. Shared under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0) licence.

[enigmatic-mjs]

Sick

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فعل القراءة و ما يجلبه من حبور، القليل من فاكهة التين و كرة من القطن الأبيض نائمة بجانبي. . . . . . . . . #VSCO #dreamy #edgarallanpoe #poetry #whitecat #pamuk #blackfigs (at Istanbul, Turkey) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjLTFmqsjDz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Vanilla, Cinnamon, a little bit of Cardamom and lots of love. https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci0XnDbrDh7/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet." Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar . . . . . . #sylviaplath #thebelljar #novel https://www.instagram.com/p/CipkMESrAx9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[simena]

Donato Creti

[quotefeeling]

“I know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind.”

— Dr Reid’s/ Criminal Minds

[enigmatic-mjs]

“everything sounds good when we have the right amount of words to describe it”

— MEDEA MJS

[manegram]

[shisasan]

𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟹, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

[soracities]

“At the moment of painting or writing I’m anonymous. My deep anonymity, that no one has ever touched.”

— Clarice Lispector, Água Viva

[enigmatic-mjs]

George Tsui's art.

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Chen Yifei's art.

[soracities]

“For as soon as one recognizes vulnerability, which is so different from weakness or the tragic, one experiences a sense of tenderness. Without tenderness, pleasure means nothing. You need only look at animals to see the truth of that. It is gentleness that distinguishes their playing from the actions they constantly take to ensure their survival.”

— John Berger, A Painter of Our Time: A Novel

[heaveninawildflower]

Children’s Illustrations by Jessie Willcox Smith (1863 -1935) from the book ‘Boys and Girls of Bookland’ written by Nora Archibald Smith. Published 1923.

1) Alice in Wonderland

2) Heidi

3) Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm

4) Hans Brinker and his Sister Gretel

5) Little Women

6) Mowgli

7) The Little Lame Prince

8) David Copperfield and his Mother

9) Little Nell and her Grandfather

10) Bob Cratchit and Tiny Tim.

https://www.davidbrassrarebooks.com/pages/books/02971/jessie-willcox-smith-nora-archibald-smith/boys-and-girls-of-bookland

Wikimedia.

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the kind of a shooting star friends.

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picture from movie: Love (2015) “ there is no labels i mean.. sometimes u r my little daughter.. sometimes u r my bitch.. sometimes u r the stranger i love.. sometimes u r just a girl who plays on me.. sometimes u r just a kid.. sometimes u r a psychic tired girl .. a lot of times i don’t know..”

[simena]

Sofie Thomesen Werenskiold - Lost in thought (detail)