Natalie In Color

An aggregation of things that I fancy

[sachinteng]

'The Bone Clocks' For The New Yorker

For a book review of The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell of Cloud Atlas fame. Six narratives from six characters in six timelines added many layers to this labyrinth.

On a personal note, this was my first full page illustration for the New Yorker!

Thanks to AD Jordan Awan!

[wordsnquotes]

This isn’t lust. Lust wants, does the obvious… Love is greedier. Love wants round-the-clock care; protection; rings, vows, joint accounts; scented candles on birthdays; life insurance. Babies. Love’s a dictator.

David Mitchell, The Bone Clocks (via wordsnquotes)

[rubyetc]

[natalieincolor-blog]

Yes, please.

[starkana]

[yodiscrepo]

[britishpike]

this is fucked up. this fucked me up. the teachers fucked up by not showing us this fuck up. fuck.

[docteryn]

IS THIS WHAT OTHER COUNTRIES DO

[lesb1an]

Idgi tbh

[blessthe-ink-deactivated2021062]

Im done

[windwrinkle]

[lol-nah-dawg]

[theartofanimation]

Wanghe

[awwww-cute]

[observando]

The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives.

Anne Sexton (via observando)

[toomuchlightburnsthenegative]

[plathian]

[natalieincolor-blog]

A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language.

W.H. Auden

[wordsthat-speak]

I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.

(via silvanstarlight)

[aizea]

March 2013: Michael Crowe (via @thelastbillboard)

[childofzami]

When a relationship is over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.

Dean Steed  (via fuckinq)