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Mary Randlett Waves, 1984.
“Memory / is another name for ghosts and their awful hunger.”
— Eugene Gloria, from “Apple,” My Favorite Warlord
There’s no escaping the lessons you’re meant to learn.
MARY SHELLEY 2017 | dir. Haifaa al-Mansour
Pink Charlotte | charlotte_spb
“The hardest battle you will ever have to fight is between who you are now and who you want to be.”
— Unknown
“The moon pours a stream of glitter / Into the depths of my soul.”
— Juan Ramón Jiménez, tr by Robert Bly, from “Nocturne,” wr. c. 1903 (via moonglowlily)
Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka
“May: the lilacs are in bloom. Forget yourself.”
— Marty Rubin
From Notes and Methods by Hilma af Klint. Published by the University of Chicago Press and Christine Burgin.Page 184:6/3/1919. Oxalis acetosella. Direction lines: Sensitivity—Devotion. Timidity—Humility. Trepidation—Reverence. Self-contempt—Obedience.6/3/1919. Prunus domestica. Direction lines: Effort to refine the blood and to achieve balance between the various blood cells.
https://brooklynrail.org/2019/03/art_books/Iris-Muller-Westermann-Hilma-af-Klint-Notes-and-Methods
“The vast night. Now there’s nothing else but fragrance.”
— Jorge Luis Borges
The progress of a solar eclipse. This Changing World. 1933. Internet Archive
things always work out beautifully for me. i have nothing to worry about.🕊
Satchel and school supplies, 1971. From the Budapest Municipal Photography Company archive.