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The story behind one of the greatest poems ever written and a rare recording of Dylan Thomas himself reading it

HOLD ON LET GO – urns for living and the art of trusting time (plus a raffle to get one of them)

#ceramics #pottery #art and design #creativity and innovation #daily project

Edward Lear's Parrots

In the late summer of 1832, England was set aflame with wonder — a glimpse of something wild and flamboyant, shimmering with the lush firstn

Every artist’s art is their coping mechanism for being alive. Birds were not just an aesthetic passion for Edward Lear. “A deep black bitter melancholy destroys me,” he wrote in his journal. He painted what he saw in order to keep looking out. All melancholy is a stranglehold of selfing. All joy is a surrender to something larger than oneself. In nature, in wildness, Lear came unselved, so that he could gasp in his journal after a day of walking in the forest and sketching: “Is it not wonderful to be alive?”

Edward Lear's Parrots

#birds #birding #Edward Lear #art #illustration #natural history illustration

A #birddivination for your weekend from the peregrine falcon. Part of the set of 100 and also available as a solo art print.

#poetry #birds #birding #peregrine falcon #collage #natural history #art and design

Art from An Almanac of Birds: 100 Divinations for Uncertain Days — a book of cards. Also available as a stand-alone print and as stationery cards. More divinations here.

#poetry #collage #birds #birding

defend joy as a destiny defend it from fire and firefighters from suicides and homicides from vacations and ruts from the obligation to be joyful

A Defense of Joy

#poetry #mario benedetti #lit

An Almanac of Birds: 100 Divinations for Uncertain Days – remixing 19th-century ornithological books into poems and koans for daily living.

#birds #poetry #collage #remix #audubon #woodpecker #ivory-billed woodpecker

Our waking life is sometimes like a dream, which proceeds logically enough until the stimulus of some new sensation, from without or within, throws it into temporary confusion, or suspends its action; after which it goes on again, but with fresh characters, passions, and motives, and a changed argument.

Uncaging the bird in the mind – William Henry Hudson and the gift of the ruin of your best laid plans.

#William Henry Hudson #quote

Susie… come home… and be my own again, and kiss me as you used to… I hope for you so much, and feel so eager for you… that the expectation… makes me feel hot and feverish, and my heart beats so fast.

#Pride with the love letters of Emily Dickinson, who never lived to see an era when her love had its basic human right .

#pride #Emily Dickinson #love letters #lit #LGBTQ

The milk, the blood, the rain. All our lives we perform tasks while waiting for something to click into place. For somewhere to put our love.

Anima – one woman's search for meaning in the footsteps of Bulgarian mountain shepherds

#Kapka Kassabova #lit #quote #love

Bird divination of the day

#birds #poetry #collage #ornithology #lit

Talent is insignificant. I know a lot of talented ruins. Beyond talent lie all the usual words: discipline, love, luck, but most of all, endurance.

James Baldwin's advice on writing

#writing #lit #James Baldwin #quote

Right now, you are missing the vast majority of what is happening around you.

A cognitive scientist takes you on a tour of the reality you habitually miss.

#mindfulness #cognitive science #science #psychology #Alexandra Horowitz

Remixing the NSF press release about the first images captured by the Vera Rubin Observatory into a cosmic poem. More about the process here.

#scicomm #science #poetry #science and technology #Vera Rubin #space #astronomy #found poetry #astrophysics #collage

Resist loss of the miraculous by lowering your standards for what constitutes a miracle. It is all a fucking miracle.

Louise Erdrich on the deepest meaning of resistance – magnificent, magnificent poem.

#poetry #Louise Erdrich #advice #lit

This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write... That is how civilizations heal.

In these wordless times, a lifeline from Toni Morrison, worded 20 years ago.

#Toni Morrison #quote #election #politics #arts #art and design #culture and society #thought and opinion #lit #writing

17. Everything is eventually recompensed, every effort of the heart eventually requited, though not always in the form you imagined or hoped for. What redeems all of life’s disappointments, what makes all of its heartbreaks bearable, is the ability to see how the dissolution of a dream becomes the fertile compost of possibility.

18 Life-Learnings from 18 Years of The Marginalian

#Maria Popova #quote #philosophy #psychology #motivation

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