Joan Tierney
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Joan Tierney
Gennady Aygi, tr. by Peter France, from “The People Are a Temple.” [ID in alt text]
Dimitri Mellos, Gas station near lake Prespa, northern Greece, 2006
Guillaume de Machaut, Dit du Lion, Paris 1350-1355 ,BnF, Français 1586, fol. 103r
“Ceramic Computer” by Ma Jun ⬣ Ming-style patterns reimagine desktop hardware
If, like me, you really wanted a higher resolution image.
I’ll be dreaming of you // watercolor, gouache, and pen on paper
available as a print (in a package sent directly from me!) here . ݁₊ ⊹
New Yorkers On Their Lunch Breaks In The 1970s, by Charles Traub
Andrew Wyeth, Dryad, 2000-2007 [1096x1200]
Victor Clemente - (There's something in the water).
Ellie Davies, Stars, 2014-2015
Forest landscapes interposed with images of the Milky Way, Omega Centauri, the Norma Galaxy and Embryonic stars in the Nebula NGC 346 captured by the Hubble Telescope.
Kelp Forest by divindk
okay what are some excellent recent poems
A. E. Stalling's vilanelle "Burned"
You cannot unburn what is burned. Although you scrape the ruined toast, You can’t go back. It’s time you learned The butter cannot be unchurned, You can’t unmail the morning post, You cannot unburn what is burned– The lovers in your youth you spurned, The bridges charred you needed most. You can’t go back. It’s time you learned Smoke’s reputation is well earned, Not just as an acrid, empty boast– You cannot unburn what is burned. You longed for home, but while you yearned, The black ships smoldered on the coast; You can’t go back. It’s time you learned That even if you had returned, You’d only be a kind of ghost, You can’t go back. It’s time you learned That what is burned is burned is burned.
Above Stromness - Victoria Crowe , 2023.
Scottish , b. 1945 -
Gun-tufted wool wall-hanging, collaboration between the artist and Dovecot Tapestry Studio , 160 x 212 cm. 63 x 83 1/2 in.
unwoven light by soo sunny park
cheese sits on the toilet while we take showers, and i like to stand on my tip toes and draw his silhouette in the steam from a high angle, then stand back to see how warped it is from his actual shape
oil and acrylic on masonite