Water Lilies painted by Claude Monet (1840 - 1926)
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Water Lilies painted by Claude Monet (1840 - 1926)
Water Lilies, Claude Monet
L. V., excerpts from the afterword
oh quote from joseph gordon-levitt on being second, we're really in it now
before sunrise (1995)
— To Raja Rao, by Czeslaw Milosz
embarrassment has good bones
'tapestry'
monotype prints with oil paint and pastel.
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever
really strange how you can be almost at peace with something that happened to you but it will continue to be a defining moment of your life for the rest of your life. you wont think about it much anymore but in a conversation about a film someone will mention the year it was released and you’ll think to yourself, “that was before it happened” and you’ll see an old photo and think how strange it is to have existed before it happened and somehow it’s like living a life in two acts
i will never get over the way time and the environment behaved so differently when i was a kid. a saturday afternoon felt so vast and long. i could get absorbed into the colours and atmosphere of a tv show. even the food was better. even the air