Zapakasa Burgundy Velvet Dress and Cape

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Zapakasa Burgundy Velvet Dress and Cape
Sorry, Baby 2025, dir. Eva Victor
JESSE PLEMONS as Teddy Gatz Bugonia (2025) dir. Yorgos Lanthimos
in the midst of all this noise - a clearing, a way out
Some snicky goblins have asked fervently for some Arwen and Aragorn illustrations. I had been inspired, so there is two other more to come 👀
The Menu | 2022 dir. Mark Mylod
MISFITS (2009-2013) 1.05 ― "Episode Five"
Galavant 2.04
Maybe if we Ran away with Carly Rae Jepsen in 2015 none of this would have happened
/ Gustav Klimt, Farm House in Buchberg, 1911
RESPITE
It’s New Year’s.
It’s New Year’s & the stars are white-hot & all your favorite dishes
are flushed warm on the island: tteokguk for fortune, knife-cut noodles
for longevity, persimmon pudding & a tin can of sardines.
The nectarines are in season in our backyard & the pigeons
are painting their pale bodies with rain. The man in the powdered apron
still feeds them on the porch of his square little store, the way you said
was too generous. Too much for such small bodies to be eclipsed
by hunger. We leave flowers by your pillow, the lakeside whirring
with cicadas. We chose a round pound cake from the supermarket
last week, the anniversary of your funeral. I confuse my birthday
with the day you died. Are you listening? I am still making a list
of places for us all to visit: the static image of your youth,
the last lake in which you loved. There should have been
more distractions. There are still so many sardines
left in their cans, floating belly-up in brine. Seabirds still float
against the red bridge, arrogant, flashing their bellies
toward the sky. I think you would have liked to feed them.
I think you would have been generous,
despite.
ELANE KIM
I’m slowly beginning to accept the reality that 2007 was not last year but in fact almost four years ago
KAT GIORDANO
Christmas - Friedrich Kallmorgen , 1903.
German , 1856 - 1924
Oil on canvas , 64 x 53.5cm.