Just a scribbla

not really an artist, not really a writer, but love scribbling away at both

[justascribbla]

Leonora Carrington. Villa Pilar, 1940. Painted at the time Leonora was having shock therapy at a Spanish psychiatric hospital after escaping occupied France.

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Olga Fröbe-Kapteyn. The light of the soul. 1930.

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Darkness has a hunger that's insatiable,

And lightness has a call that's hard to hear.

I wrap my fear around me like a blanket.

Indigo Girls. Closer to fine.

[justascribbla]

Art is not for fixing yourself.

It is for showing others that you are broken so that they might feel less alone.

exurb1a, Losing you.

https://youtu.be/UB0bI5e1hDo?si=h5uDuAZIUMrRIsI7

[titsay]

[justascribbla]

Find me in the thick of it.

In the snow-balling consequences of breathing.

Trent Dalton, Gravity let me go.

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I close my eyes

yet nothing whatever

floats up in my mind

out of sheer loneliness

I reopen them

Translated Tanka poem by Takuboku Ishikawa.

[venustapolis]

Untitled Drawing (Jean Delville, 1888)

[loveridden1999]

to the young who want to die by gwendolyn brooks

[justascribbla]

Taína H. Cruz. I Saw the Future and It Smiled Back, 2025

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Species: Oophaga granulifera. Photo: French biologist twins, Maceo and Andrea.

https://www.instagram.com/twins_wild_lens

[ildubbioelaragione]

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Table leg from some time in the 18th century, Burgundy, France.

I don't think I have ever seen anything that is so fascinating, strange, and erotic, all at once.

[justascribbla]

Joan Mitchell. When They Were Gone, 1977. Photo: Fraser Marr.

[draconym]

90s movies: Psychopharmacology is as good as a lobotomy. If you take pills to treat your mental illness it will literally murder your imaginary friends and you will become a boring, lotus-eating conformist drone.

Me after taking my meds: drives the scenic route home to see if there are any geese on the pond and does a little dance in line at the grocery store and comes home to throw everything​ in my fridge into a stew pot because I can finally taste food again while singing songs at my birds in which I replace all the instances of "she" with "Cheese" and doing a Dolly Parton impression on the phone to my sister

[draconym]

"What were you like before taking the meds tho"

Two weeks ago I was posting about eating cake frosting for dinner.

[comradesepsis]

I feel like it's worth mentioning that being on The Wrong Meds can indeed do the 90s movie thing to you.

Like, if you go on meds and that happens, it's not because whatever's going on with you is jut Too Severe or that you're doomed or only people with Other Illnesses get to have meds that make them feel actually good and you have to settle for "miserable but somehow so hollow I no longer care about the misery" and be grateful you're no longer actively suicidal or whatever.

If that shit happens to you, tell your fucking doctor. And if your doctor doesn't take you seriously, or acts like That's Just How Being On Meds Is, ditch them! Find a new doctor!! Because that is NOT how being on meds is supposed to work! That means the meds are not working correctly!!

[draconym]

Reblogging to agree and say that what was happening to me was (and to an extent still is) severe and was the result of manifold health problems and has taken the better part of a year to effectively treat. I did not expect medication to be this effective. But it is. So if you think that you are untreatable, get a second opinion.

[justascribbla]

“Maybe you always have a mask... Someplace you always have an expression you want.”

Photographer: Gertrud Arndt. Untitled (Masked Self-Portrait. 1930.

[morganathewitch]

Autumn portraits, Sweden 2025.