What are days for? Days are where we live— where can we live but days?

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What are days for? Days are where we live— where can we live but days?
New stamps, stickers and note pad can only mean one thing- lots of potion crafting!
Head of a wounded Amazon of the so-called “Capitol-Sosicles” type; Roman marble copy after a lost Greek bronze original, created by Polyclitus or Cresilas at Ephesus, ca. 440-430 BCE. Found in the Horti of Maecenas; now in the Capitoline Museums, Rome.
Prélude et fugue en ut (do) mineur, Op. 37, n.° 1 – Felix Mendelssohn
Une sculpture d’un ange.
Apollo and Athena on a full moon 🌕
Academy of Athens
Sguardo al passato, Centrale Montemartini, Roma ©Tiziana Loiacono
How clear, how lovely bright...
Fountains Abbey
That feeling when you read a certain passage from a book/article that makes you fall in love with the subject all over again
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[ID text: Why do some people, including myself, enjoy in certain novels, biographies, and historical works the representation of the “daily life” of an epoch, of a character? Why this curiosity about petty details: schedules, habits, meals, lodging, clothing, etc.? Is it the hallucinatory relish of “reality” (the very materiality of “that once existed”)? And is it not the fantasy itself which invokes the “detail,” the tine private scene, in which I can easilty take my place? Are there, in short, “minor hysterics” (these very readers) who receive bliss from a singular theater: not one of grandeur but one of mediocrity (might there not be dreams, fantasies of mediocrity)? end ID]
The academic life is getting excited over a book having an entire chapter discussing an obscure topic that just so happens to be highly significant to your thesis.
My art process is called ‘hope for the best’