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“You’re not beside me but within me” ❤️ as soon as I heard it, I loved (at Oxford Street - Central London)
No one deserves happiness more than you, Jude.
when god made me he just wanted to see how many things could be wrong with a girl at once
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“I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”
― The Secret History
Nicolas Poussin (detail)
a dream within a dream
we were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.
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i think anne magills paintings and Edward hoppers are like .. exact opposites. hoppers has the distinct clarity to it, a sharpness in the lines and the angles that contributes to an overwhelming sense of loneliness in almost every one of his paintings. even in his paintings that dont portray isolation there is a feeling of separation
loneliness vs. aloneness
magill, on the other hand, has this haziness to her paintings that emanates a warmth even when the subjects in her paintings are alone.
both paintings feel so comforting, and even in the second one where the girl is alone she is still in the presence of the visceral world around her - there’s a familiarity in magills painting that she captures nicely.
i guess i just think it’s interesting because hopper and magill are two of my favorite artists and they paint similar scenes with very different tones -
I’ve always thought that hoppers paintings are a snapshot of urban loneliness - the distinctness of it, the use of cool colors, the stark contrast between the people and their settings - whereas magills paintings seem almost like memories - their use of haziness and blurriness is exactly how someone would remember something, indistinct, full of feeling and lacking detail
ANDREA GIBSON x ELINOR CARUCCI
Birthday, written by @andrewgibby;
Stress marks (1999), photograph
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea