Wilhelm Kotarbiński (Polish, 1849-1921)
Mermaids

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Wilhelm Kotarbiński (Polish, 1849-1921)
Mermaids
Mary Oliver, “Thirst.” Thirst
The apple tree, ca. 1960 - by Sten Didrik Bellander (1921 - 2001), Swedish
“Lonely boys in paradise” photographed by Butu Bilikhodze
Walter Chappell
idc if u like winter or autumn or whatever nothing tops summer evenings when the sun hasnt fully set and the air is still warm but theres a light breeze and everything is getting more quiet except for the birds and crickets and its a perfect time to go on a walk and just breathe
Two women napping on an 11th St. fire escape to catch a cool breeze on Aug. 30, 1948.
Joan Mitchell
Bluets
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The Dream of the Magi carved in Autun Cathedral.
Whispers in the Wild 🌳꩜ by Antti Laitinen (2019)
Keith Haring, Altarpiece: The Life of Christ
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“I would like to beg you, dear, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet, trans. unknown
bouquets behind foggy glass is a photo style i will never get tired of