phœnomenal logic

queerdom and the arts

[antiqueanimals]

"Caribou Details"

Lives of Game Animals, Volume 3. 1927. Written and illustrated by Ernest Thompson Seton.

Internet Archive

[nemfrog]

“Charles the First.” “The extra early strawberry that grows large crops of big fine berries.” Wonderful strawberries. 1918 : progressive & superb / A.R. Weston & Company. 1918.

Wonderful Wednesday

[rosieandthemoon]

[•1866•]

[nobrashfestivity]

George Shiras, Among the first nighttime photographs of animals, 1906

[weepingwidar]

Alice Brasser (Dutch, 1965) - Starry Rider #2 (2025)

[a-state-of-bliss]

Alexander McQueen Fall/Wint 1998

[kvetchlandia]

Leonetto Cappiello Advertising Poster for La Victoria Arduino Espresso Machines 1922

[huariqueje]

Above Stromness - Victoria Crowe , 2023.

Scottish , b. 1945 -

Gun-tufted wool wall-hanging, collaboration between the artist and Dovecot Tapestry Studio , 160 x 212 cm. 63 x 83 1/2 in.

[atomic-chronoscaph]

The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari - art by Lionel Reiss (1920)

[rosieandthemoon]

Medieval embroidered book binding

[charnel-grounds]

Alfred Wierusz-Kowalski (1849–1915)

“Wolf,” oil on cardboard, 1880s, “A Pack of Wolves,” oil on canvas, 19th century, and “Lone wolf,” oil on canvas, 1910

[xaoca]

Mark Rothko’s Untitled (Black on Gray) 1969

[huariqueje]

Snowdrops   -  Jette Stoltz , 1983.

Swedish , 1923-2010

Oil on canvas,  61 x 50 cm.

[apoemaday]

New Year

by Langston Hughes

The years Fall like dry leaves From the top-less tree Of eternity. Does it matter That another leaf has fallen?

[theoriginalsupermodels]

Dries Van Noten - Fall 1999 RTW

[thunderstruck9]

Yeh Tzu-Chi (Taiwanese, 1957), Big Banyan Tree, 2000-03. Tempera and oil on linen, 34 x 50 in.

[apoemaday]

If You Come Softly

by Audre Lorde

If you come as softly As the wind within the trees You may hear what I hear See what sorrow sees.

If you come as lightly As threading dew I will take you gladly Nor ask more of you.

You may sit beside me Silent as a breath Only those who stay dead Shall remember death.

And if you come I will be silent Nor speak harsh words to you. I will not ask you why now. Or how, or what you do.

We shall sit here, softly Beneath two different years And the rich between us Shall drink our tears.