Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”

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Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”
Yves Olade, from “Hylas, On Desire”
ceramics i've found over the last few years :)
Leila Chatti, "Postcard from Gone"
more embroidered fish fossils
‘Incostanza. An Allegory of Fickleness’ (detail) by Abraham Janssens I, c. 1617.
“Rusty Love” by Tammy Rae Carland, 2006
Laura Benson
Ceramic tiles by Maude Smith. Photo by Owen Gale.
Pablo Neruda, from “Tonight I Can Write”, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
“It was around then that I realized for the first time that falling in love is like being haunted. Even before I opened my eyes in the morning, you would slip in under my eyelids. When I opened them, you instantly transferred to the ceiling, the wardrobe, the windowpane, the street, the far-off sky, and glimmered there like dappled light. You haunted me more persistently than I imagine any ghost ever could.”
– Greek Lessons, Han Kang, trans. Deborah Smith and Emily Yae Won
Jason deCaires Taylor (English-Guyanese, b. 1974, Dover, England) - No Turning Back, in Punta Nizuc, Mexico, 2013, Underwater Sculpture
“Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof that I paid the price.”
— Glennon Doyle Melton (via 89words)
Illustration from Todd Freeman’s book : “Cynthia and the Unicorn” illustrated by Leonard Weisgard, 1967
06/13/23 // june wildflowers
Handmade Ceramic Mugs and Accessories by AshGreenArt
Dagou, Burning tears 2021