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because the butterflies said so
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“Forgive me mother”- the last words of Joffrey Velaryon
Elin Danielson-Gambogi (1861-1919) "Mother" (1893) Oil on canvas Realism
assorted thoughts on : motherhood & all the adjacent streets
Credit to pinterest
the longing of the mother/daughter relationship
unknown / everything everywhere all at once (2023) dir. daniel scheinert & daniel kwan / thirteen (2003) dir. catherine hardwicke / the hunger games by suzanne collins / white oleander by janet fitch / my sister’s keeper by jodi picoult / the joy luck club (1993) dir. wayne wang / skins (2007-2010) / seraiah / 13 going on 30 (2004) dir. gary winick
My Mother and I, Both Disappoinments
Mother, @maiabaia // my writing, photo unknown // A Hopeless Dawn, Frank Bramley // Class of 2013, Mitski // Mutter und Kind, Robert Noir// @inkskinned // BLACKSMITH, Zeena Abbas // unknown // Shameless // On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong
from the mother
to the fragile, dreaming child.
motherhood is the quiet incantation woven through the fabric of existence, a tapestry stitched with patience and boundless love. the mystic bond is an unspoken vow, a constellation of warmth that defies the cold distance between the finite and the infinite.
in every touch, every glance, a spell is cast, simple and profound, binding the ephemeral to the eternal, where love breathes, a quiet, miraculous force, enveloping all that is small and precious in its embrace.
this is the magic of creation, the alchemy of life, transformed in the quiet act of giving, a boundless journey from the first fluttering heartbeat to the uncharted horizons of tomorrow’s dreams.
S.T. 2019
madonna + child photographed by maria theresa meloni
photograph by lisa sorgini
young mother nursing her child by mary cassatt(1906)
mother and child by leon bazile perrault(1894)
seymour joseph guy(1824-1910)
stephen pan(1963)
goodnight 2 by arthur john elsley
mother and child taken by nell dorr (1940)
photographs of tasha tudor and her children
this has to be enough
what’s it called when you’re so disconnected from reality that cold water doesn’t feel like anything and you can barely taste food anymore
not my circus however the monkeys appear to be holding me hostage
not my circus but i bought a ticket and now the monkeys are holding the audience members at gunpoint???
girl help the monkeys are shooting an hostage every hour their demands go unmet