Acrylic on canvas 30*40 cm “Summer Sketch No. 6”
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Acrylic on canvas 30*40 cm “Summer Sketch No. 6”
For tonight, I want to change things a little bit... I feel that my positivity is leaning towards toxic positivity already, so I want to change this for tonight...
They say that we two deaths. The first death is our physical death and the second death is when the people around us forget about us, maybe due to the people we know die or they forget about us. It is inevitable that we'll experience both deaths, that we were created from dust and to dust we will return. With that being said and knowing that a lot of my friends and relatives have passed on, I continue to pray for them every night, and for me, a good way of remembering them would be to take care of family and friends who are still alive, especially the newer generation, like my pamangkin, and I hope that by doing so, they'll have a reference on how to love one's family and friends.
With that being said, I hope that Belle will also have her own way of remembering her deceased family and friends. I hope that she'll always remember that even though they are dead physically, they are still around spiritually, and maybe there will be times wherein they'll let their presence known, like smelling flowers, seeing something white that seems to be floating behind a relative, or actually being seen by someone who has his/her third eye open. To end, one's love for family and friends who aren't here with us physically won't go to waste, and a good way of remembering them would be to take care of the people around us, and finally, I hope that Belle won't feel afraid whenever a deceased relative or friend made his/her presence known to her. For me, those are glimmers, too. Good night, take care, love everyone around you, and remember that you're loved more than you'll ever know, Belle.
P.S.: Your recent post made me long for some chickenjoy🤤
Glimmer!
Glimmer! Been worrying whether or not the sickness that my family got was covid...
Rainlit Evening in Paris by Claudette Monet
I travel to France quite often, but I have a special love for the south and its lavender fields. Whenever I think of France, those endless purple landscapes are the first thing that comes to mind. I’m sure there are lavender fields in other regions too, but it’s the ones in the south that have stayed with me the most.Three years ago, I traveled through southern France, visiting Montpellier and several beautiful towns along the coast. I also visited a monastery, wandered through the lavender fields, and came home with hundreds of photographs that I later shared on my social media.Some time later, those memories inspired this painting. Of course, I didn’t paint the scene exactly as I saw it. I made the colors richer, the sunset brighter, and the atmosphere more expressive. That’s what I love about Impressionism—it isn’t about copying reality perfectly, but about capturing an emotion. Perhaps this wasn’t the exact feeling I had at that moment, but it’s the emotion that remained with me as a beautiful memory of that journey.
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Glimmer!
Joke archive: what question comes with a few fried chicken?
Answer: Bucket?
"Bakit" is why? And it sounds really close to "Bucket"
I see some quote from Thich Nhat Hanh sometimes and they are some of my glimmers for that day that I stumble upon them
For tonight, I just want to share my thought process with Belle. I believe that we can get something good out of every emotion we feel, or almost all of it. Example: If one feels jealous that someone has it better, one can let it fester and eat one alive or one can realize that one knows what one likes and one can do something about it, like maybe get the same thing or find something better. Sure, one can find holes in the said mindset, but be that as it may, I still believe it, nonetheless. Another example that applies to me would be feeling sad that I miss my family and friends who aren't with us anymore. I have the choice on how I handle it, like I could choose to stay depressed or I could choose to remember them all the time and take care of the family and friends who are with us right now.
To end, I hope that Belle will always choose the good option, that she has the mindset that we can get something good out of every emotion. Good night, take care, hope that there's something good will happen in the future, and when life gives her lemons, I hope that she makes a lemonade out of it.
With what I said last night, I hope that Belle will also see this, that she's loved more than she'll ever know.
acrylic on canvas 60 * 70 cm "blue horse" 2021
Already for 13 years, I’ve been living next to this field where horses graze.Among them, there was always one horse that caught my eye—a white mare. She was so beautifully groomed that it was obvious someone cared for her with love. Sometimes I would see a rider on her back, and sometimes she would simply spend the day peacefully grazing in the grass.It was during one of those quiet moments that I painted her.Today, the field is changing. A new school is being built there, the number of horses has become much smaller, and the white mare is gone.
I think the horses stayed there because people rented space for them, where they could be cared for. Perhaps those services were no longer needed. I don’t know what happened to her—whether she’s still alive, whether she moved somewhere else, or where she is now.
But I do know one thing.She still lives on my canvas.
Glimmer!
reminder to breathe
Glimmer!