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valeria (tumblr pen name)

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[boneandpapyrus]

Textile fragment

Coptic Egypt, 3rd–4th century

Source: The Metropolitan Museum of Art (89.18.5)

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You are doing okay. Just breath.

[ota-drew]

[xoverit]

Ocean Park, Washington. (January 2022)

[etherea1ity]

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[passionpeachy]

reposting some of my personal favorite art I’ve done after accidentally deleting my main blog.

this is my new main until further notice

🤍 prints | instagram | twitter | patreon | other links 🤍

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morning finishing some translations & listening to my new playlist 🥀

[byjove]

it’s remarkable how much money you can save by not leaving the house and not eating and not moving

[byjove]

looking at my bank account after a month of being in a depressive coma like wow. I’m so good at budgeting

[bombshellblitz]

The less you eat, drink and buy books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the less you think, love, theorise, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you save – the greater becomes your treasure which neither moths nor rust will devour – your capital. The less you are, the less you express your own life, the more you have, i.e., the greater is your alienated life, the greater is the store of your estranged being.

Karl Marx, 1844, Human Requirements and Division of Labour Under the Rule of Private Property

[fairycosmos]

parent-child dynamics are soooo crazy. i love you i resent you i can't stand you i adore you i pity you. and still watching your hair get a little more grey every time i see you makes my stomach feel weird

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edvard munch

[random-brushstrokes]

Otto Rasim - Winter day (1935)

[saintmaudes]

In Aeschylus, Cassandra screams in translation. She is a noble Trojan, now enslaved by the Greeks, and the house she is dragged to is a horror. She stands in the doorway and screams the unspeakable future: the house is lit red with blood, she forsees it, she cries out her own death. Actually we should say that Cassandra screams outside of language. The scream is to gash the fabric of normal life, to rend it into strange tatters. Then it is open to prophecy. Then Cassandra lives in the own future.

—Selby Wynn Schwartz, After Sappho

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I Want You To Quiet Down by Patrica Grullon

2011, acrylic and ink on wood

This got taken down for violation, even though it’s a perfect example of what is supposedly allowed. So I’ll put it back up for the three minutes it’ll be allowed up. 😴

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[fleur-aesthetic]

instagram | krissmacd

[komsomolka]

"Solidarity with the Palestinian people" East Germany stamp.