this blog is poor, obscure, plain, and little

and it houses all the things my friends claim make me a grandma at 29

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SUIMA

"The Room That Doesn't Exist" (2024)

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Boromir, The Horn of Gondor by Donato Giancola

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"The Black Cat beyond the Pink Curtain". 2024. Watercolor on paper. By Jan L. Waldron

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“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more I am dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.” 

— Elizabeth Bennet, Pride & Prejudice

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The ‘Dance of the Wilis’ Giselle by Ran Chilipye

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You have eight children. Eight pieces of your husband to remember him by. Eight!

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Florence Welch on connecting with audiences through music and trauma. (x)

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All That's Left of You (2025) | dir. Cherien Dabis

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You're petrified by your own fucking standards - and your fear of failure! This is the truth. ANATOMY OF A FALL (2023) | dir. Justine Triet

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Judas (1885), Ilya Repin

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We all had our dreams about what Zarina’s magazine piece could mean for us…

We Are Lady Parts 1x05 “Represent”

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by Alexander Pisarev

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James Baldwin, from If Beale Street Could Talk Florence and the Machine, from Various Storms & Saints Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

Heart imagery by Andrea Zanatelli Eye with Tear (oil paint and resin tear on canvas) by Nancy Fouts Douleur d'amour (detail) by William-Adolphe Bouguereau

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CLAUDIA JESSIE Behind the scenes with The Glass Magazine

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Song: I Remember The Day I was in Yaffa [Jaffa] - أذكر يوما كنت في يافا

[Rough Translation]

I remember the day I was in Yaffa, [O please tell us, tell us more about Yaffa] and my sails were in the port of Yaffa. [O the days of fishing in Yaffa] The sea has called upon us in the early morning, and we prepared our sails. [O we could see/imagine it, O how much we now yearn for Yaffa]

On dawn we set off, and we wandered in the sea until we lost sight of the shore. [Was the sea rich of fish?] We were indeed rich of it. From sunrise to sunset, we wandered in the water.

But when the night creeped in, [O that Night!] The viscous winds hit us. [O on that Night!] O it was a rash storm, and the waters reached the skies. [O that storm comes across like cruel bandits!] We lowered our mast, and held tightly to our paddles, We paddled and paddled around, and death was looming above us! We fought the angry waves, and dug our way through the sea, And our hands would pull hard and harder, and our boat would pull and pull through.

But at one point, we said we are lost, We are doomed, in this cold hell. But as the morning and its winds returned, We returned with the wind. And we entered Yaffa’s port [O how great it is to be back in Yaffa] And we beautified the shore with seashells, [O the sweetest days are in Yaffa]

Though the winds were striking and wailing at us, We yelled “O We will return to Yaffa!” [And today, though the winds are striking and wailing at us, and we yell that We will return to Yaffa.]  And We will return! We will return to Yaffa! [And We will return! We will return to Yaffa!] And We will return! We will return to Yaffa! [And We will return! We will return to Yaffa!] 

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James Baldwin: From Another Place (Sedat Pakay, 1973)