The Dawn Patrol, Kevin Cooley

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The Dawn Patrol, Kevin Cooley
After Amityville, David Catalano
rust’s place.
from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller (1932-1953)
The Penitent Mary Magdalene in the Cave, (Detail), (1890), by Edouard Kasparides (Austrian, 1858 – 1926), oil on canvas, 45.5" x 67", Private Collection
i am genuinely so sick & tired of america and israel getting away with bombing countries unprovoked and committing genocide. there is no such thing as a "pre-emptive" strike. trust me if any of this were happening to an European country instead of the global south we wouldn't have to beg and protest for people to consider the lives being taken as human lives instead of obscure numbers. it is sick . so fucking sick and depraved. death to usa and israel. and if i see ANY jokes about about "i am not ready for ww3 haha i am so scared" i am blocking you on sight idgaf
Julia Fernandez
by briscoepark
does anyone know if romantic love is real
embroidery of some electric pylons on an old doiley
idk i just miss making these stupid little moodboards for no one in particular lol
Historic Sweetheart Restaurant 35mm January 2019
THE SECRET GARDEN (1993)
dir. agnieszka holland
🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
TWIN PEAKS 02.22 | "Between Life and Death"
The angel could or would never come