[teddypng]

Joan Baez performing at Culver Academies, 1962

[fragrantblossoms]

George Hendrik Breitner. Portret van mogelijk Lise Jordan, c. 1901 - c. 1903.

[madriguero]

Dennis Cooper reads from the penultimate chapter from his book I Wished, video taken from the Poetry Project’s January 1, 2021 Poetry Marathon.

[steroge]

French composer and synthesizer pioneer Éliane Radigue, Paris, 1971; Photo by Yves Arman

Mothers of invention

[fragrantblossoms]

Edward Weston. Untitled [three figures - two from Chupicuaro], 1926.

[madriguero]

John Frusciante's handwritten poem

[madriguero]

Every thing is green she is saying. She is whispering it and the whisper is not to me no more I know. I chuck my smoke and turn hard from the morning outside with the taste of something true in my mouth. I turn hard toward her in the light on the sofa lounger. She is looking outside, from where she is sitting, and I look at her, and there is something in me that can not close up, in that looking. Mayfly has a body. And she is my morning. Say her name.

— David Foster Wallace, from everything is green

[eternal--returned]

Cy Twombly ֍ Octavio Paz - Cy Twombly (1993)

[h-e-r-z-j-a-g-e-r]

Petroglyphs of the Karelian White Sea

[fearlastyear]

my favorite character descriptions of all time:

1. “Madeline Usher, always in the process of disappearing but never permanently buried” 2. “Lucy is the first dead girl we have met who is in her heart alive.” 3. Antigone: “bacchante of corpses” 

[unsubconscious]

“Bitter Snow,” by Robert & Shana ParkeHarrison

[teddypng]

Joan Baez performing It Ain't Me Babe in Stockholm, Sweden in 1966

[madriguero]

Eero "Safka" Pekkonen tocando Päivänsäteen ja menninkäisen en Saimaa-ilmiö (1981) de los hermanos Kaurismäki.

[madriguero]

[ripteyed]

joan baez: i am a noise (2023)

[women-loving-art]

Lidia Yuknavitch, from The Chronology Of Water: A Memoir

[voidvo]

“Nihil durare potest tempore perpetuo, Cum bene sol nituit, redditur oceano, Decrescit Phoebe, quae modo fuit, Ventorum feritas saepe fit aura levis.”

Ancient graffiti found in the ruins of Pompeii. (CIL IV.9123)

“Nothing can last forever, Once the sun has shone, it returns beneath the sea, The moon, once full, eventually wanes, The violence of the winds often turns into a light breeze.”