love is the warmest colour

i ask no flower, i ask no star, i am no gardener, and the stars stand too high. Laura, Lithuanian, London

[overclassy]

[unsubconscious]

Elena Wuest (German, b. 1977) ‘Beyond’, 2025 Oil on canvas, 80 x 60cm

[rrondo]

[luckywildgirl]

The Slogan (1973)

[sanminzhuyi]

Two young people reading in the Purple Bamboo Park of Beijing, 1957-59.

Photo by Brian Brake.

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “Move to Oregon in July”, Instructions for Traveling West

[closeupofpaintings]

Vincent van Gogh - Self-Portrait, c. 1887 (Art Institute of Chicago) (detail)

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[icaseybaybee]

[pmamtraveller]

A collection of Moroccan doors

[sabrsiren-deactivated20250418]

“You are in the embrace of the history” — Deir el-Bahri in Nile West Bank. Luxor, Egypt

“The first written words started here” — Uruk, Iraq (Sumer, Mesopotamia)

[litverve]

“We find comfort only in another beauty, in others’ music, in the poetry of others. Salvation lies with others, though solitude may taste like opium. Other people aren’t hell if you glimpse them at dawn, when their brows are clean, rinsed by dreams.”

— Adam Zagajewski, from “Another Beauty”, trans. Clare Cavanagh

[toiich]

Le Bonheur (1965), dir. Agnès Varda

[thecolorblockcurator]

The Siesta, John Frederick Lewis

[the1920sinpictures]

1930 c. Cartier desk clock of pink quartz crystal, gold and enamel. From Art Deco, FB.

[iiumz]

[petaltexturedskies]

All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person's (or thing's) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.

Susan Sontag, On Photography (originally published in 1977)