I'd lie beside you on the dirty floor

"Wake up. The sun is rising without you."

[neckkiss]

[hawkinslibrary]

And now it’s time. Time to end it. And we are going to end you. And when you are gone, we are going to end your friends. No!

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“We all dream profusely every night, yet by morning we’ve forgotten ninety percent of what went on. That’s why poets are such important members of society. Poets remember our dreams for us.”

— Tom Robbins (via quotemadness)

[praying]

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“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”

— Neil Gaiman (via quotemadness)

[kayeblegvad]

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“A picture is a poem without words.”

— Horace (via quotemadness)

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“When someone’s success makes you as happy as if it were your own, you know you’ve found someone worth holding on to.”

— Charlotte Eriksson (via quotemadness)

[goneintohidingliterally]

the cover and a selection of pages from the fabric book I just finished, This summer I spent a lot of time sleeping with my head in a pool of moonlight.

The pages are printed on canvas, muslin, and cotton bedsheets and are silkscreened, printed with photo intaglio processes, drawn on, and embroidered.

[humansofnewyork]

“I grew up in an orphanage with only boys.  I always wanted to learn some type of fighting.  But I got married and had kids, so I just never had the time.  But when I turned forty, and all the kids were finally grown, I decided to learn Judo. There weren’t many women in the class.  A few girls came in, but they never lasted.  They’d get married, have children, and eventually drop out.  But I kept going.  I became a brown belt.   I’d spar against men.  Sometimes new people would wonder what the old lady was doing there, but they learned soon enough.  I only stopped a few months ago.  But I’m still strong.  Feel my arms.  Notice I’m sitting alone right now.  I’m not afraid.  Everyone knows not to mess with me.  They can see in my eyes that I’m not scared.  I may be eighty-six but I could lift you off the ground and throw you over my shoulder right now.” (Amsterdam, The Netherlands)

[somecutething]

[anxresi]

I think they enjoyed that :))

[marilyn-monroe-collection]

Marilyn Monroe and Arthur Miller on the set of Some Like it Hot, 1958.

[illmakeyoupancakes]

So cute

[buttonpoetry]

From Neil’s Hilborn’s book, OUR NUMBERED DAYS. Check out his latest book, THE FUTURE, now available!

[arpeggia]

Ellie Davis - Come with Me, 2011

Artist’s statement:

Come with Me was made in the New Forest in the South of England, where Davies grew up. Each piece is constructed within the forest, and the physicality and labour of the making process is central to the work. The introduction of artificial materials to the woodland floor reflects the ‘constructed’ nature of landscape, with particular reference to the long tradition of landscape painting and its role in the creation of meaning and myth making. The pathways are made from materials such as paint, powder, wool and paper which reference traditional craft processes. Each piece follows the most natural line of movement through the space tracing animal paths, the sweep of the eye, or the curve of the land. The process of making is spontaneous and solitary. 

The colour, shape and material of each pathway draw on and mirror the landscape around it. These pathways delicately and temporarily trace a trajectory through the space, allowing the artist to inscribe and locate herself within the landscape in order to develop a richer personal interaction within the woodland. These trajectories are imposed and over-laid on the forest floor, transforming the natural world into an object as well as a photographic image, an inscribed space which questions the stability of ‘nature’ and landscape’ as concepts, and ask the viewer to consider how their own identity is shaped by the landscapes they live in, and the ways in which they utilise these spaces.

[coisasdetere]

Wood avens, also known as herb Bennet, colewort, and St. Benedict’s herb, is a member of the rose family.

[gaws]

[ailijames]