hélène

sad sapphic artists and appreciators will feel at home here

[l0vesapph0]

maybe the world would be a happier place if we let our children create, no questions asked.

if we let them be a gender fuck, no questions asked

if we let them be happy, how much more would we have in the world?

I know if I had the freedom to be who I want to be, I would be able to contribute so much more. At this point the only thing holding me back is the judgement of my family.

[moonlitswims-deactivated2024010]

some art posters I'd put up in my dream home

[nowherenobodynothing]

Put the mass produced offset litho of photo of a Van Gogh on your wall. Go ahead and put it in an off the shelf plastic frame while you’re at it.

[mischievousquokka]

You know what?

If you feel like that, do it.

Listen to Bach doing the dishes. Yes, the complex pieces.

Or have the most intricate stories read to you while knitting.

What is lost if you do?

I get that fine food is indeed lost if you don't appreciate it upon consumption. But this is not true for reproducible copies of fine arts. You are free to appreciate them, and you will gain from it, yes.

But nobody loses anything if you do differently.

[nowherenobodynothing]

The only way to reproduce a Van Gogh is stroke by stroke. Hanging a photo of a Van Gogh is a waste of time. You’d be better off buying a $20 painting at your local flea market for all the value contained in the poster and it would be less embarrassing to have painters over.

[nowherenobodynothing]

It’s the kind of thing you see in a doctors office

[l0vesapph0]

imagine thinking art prints are embarrassing? obviously they’re not trying to reproduce a van gogh- they’re art posters with his name and more text surrounding the image.

i love my art posters- i’m not hanging them up to trick people into thinking I’m a classy, cultured person with a superiority complex, I put them up because they make me happy. If I wanted a local artists painting in my home, I’d put it up but they don’t carry the same memories and meanings for me.

Do what makes you happy and if it’s kitschy or embarrassing to other people, who cares!!

[thoughtkick]

“Never make fun of someone’s passion because that’s the thing that saves them from the world.”

— Unknown

[l0vesapph0]

romanticize making bad art

I’m tired of the way we pressure ourselves into thinking every hobby needs to be part of the grind- sometimes i just want to paint a shitty little iris because it makes my silly little brain happy

[l0vesapph0]

reblogging with my silly little iris

it’s not a masterpiece but that’s okay, I like it and that’s all that matters.

[l0vesapph0]

romanticize making bad art

I’m tired of the way we pressure ourselves into thinking every hobby needs to be part of the grind- sometimes i just want to paint a shitty little iris because it makes my silly little brain happy

[l0vesapph0]

for every almost heartbreak, there’s a sculpture waiting

[l0vesapph0]

to me, Valentine’s Day is playing Nobody by Mitski on repeat while pretending not to see half of Paris making out on the metro

[l0vesapph0]

Sappho study from the Musée d’Orsay

[ladysapphossapphicsanctuary]

Ode to my lover,

Your words weave a tapestry that covers my body in love

Your touch a healing balm to my wounds

I submit to you

Lay on my knees and worship you devoutely

I honor you my goddess, my heavenly woman

Your lovely radiance that has me entranced

I rejoice in the love you bestow upon me

The sweet lips that brush my skin, so tender and soft

I’m at your mercy,

I cling to your every word as if it is a holy vow

Endowed with beauty, grace and wit

On your head deserves a crown of shining gold,

An ethereal queen, above mortal standard

Divinity that I do not deserve to embrace

[lullsinelocution]

Gothic x Cottagecore lovers a series of moodboards

To the gradiating shades of falling in love

Links to individual moodboards

headcanons would be adored

First

Second

Third

Fourth

Fifth

[l0vesapph0]

Chez moi doesn’t mean home

The French language doesn't have a word for home. Of course there are words for house, apartment, hotel, the physical spaces, but there is not a word that evokes the feeling of home and the feeling of belonging in a space.

The closest word I can think of is "chez" and it is always followed by the hame of a person or group- doesn't directly translate into English, but it loosely translates to one's house/apartment/space. If I were to invite some one over, I'd say come to "Chez moi,” and I just think its interesting because in English we have phrases like "home away from home" and "there's no place like home" but those phrases simply don't translate well into French.

Maybe it has something to do with the culture surrounding close relationships in France - they don't need a word for home because that sense of belonging comes much more from community and talking around the table. A restaurant can be called “chez Hélène,” and I think its great that there is such a rich culture that combines food and relationships and community. In all honesty it’s kind of lonely, too. Even eating a meal alone in France will get you some strange looks!

I’m not sure where this is going, but I’m honestly a bit lonely in France because I haven’t found the people who make up my home here, since a home evidently isn’t really a definable space according to the French. I’ve made friends with some other sapphic Americans but even with them I don’t feel a sense of belonging, but that’s ok.

Blair Waldorf said it best, “if you’re going to be sad, you might as well be sad in Paris”

[ace-and-aro-wlw-positivity]

Art Girlfriends Moodboard 🎨

[l0vesapph0]

the energy I’m trying to find in 2022

[sapphic-oswald]

[l0vesapph0]

historians will call them best friends

[sapphic-oswald]

La Sommeil (Sleep) also known as “the Two Friends” (Les Deux Amies) by Gustave Courbet

[l0vesapph0]

and they were roommates? this is the gayest shit I’ve seen in a while like sir those are lesbians

[l0vesapph0]

years of religious trauma destroyed my mentality

i could not express myself without being demonized

if i told them too much they’d force me to be exorcized

and they wonder why they don’t see my personality?

sinners threw the stones and buried me, they thought I would die

instead I took them and built walls higher than Babylon

strengthened with fear, these walls nobody can encroach upon

who knows what’s there, it’s easy to mis-self-identify

now i’m here, an ocean away from the guilt of that sin

but i still do not know who i am or what i believe

there’s lots from that life i that i loved and will need time to grieve

so i’ll run to the artists, poets and my violin

Sappho, Aphrodite, Freddie, and Frida hear my prayer

help this young queer find her place and break free of this nightmare

[xjustasupernovax-deactivated202]

I shouldn’t love her.

She’s straight.

She is physically incapable of reciprocating.

I think she has a boyfriend.

Why do I keep doing this?

[l0vesapph0]

literally every time 😖 and when they are fruity, they still have a boyfriend

[4a0000-deactivated20180901]

Are we all crying together on this warm Tuesday night in June

[l0vesapph0]

Crying because it’s pride and I’m in the closet

and life is unnecessarily shitty

and it all just hurts a little bit too much