this song always breaks my heart man, i would've stayed</3
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this song always breaks my heart man, i would've stayed</3
this is what its like in my head all the time
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there's this new kind of chees i discovered, it's called sage derby.. and it's,,
geen
how i feel trying to make friends with my mutuals
i just saved a spider from my bathtub, it couldn't get out. it was so tiny
ive been scared of spiders my whole life but i can't bear to kill them anymore. and i picked one up for the first time ever
my goals in life are to meet a nice beautiful goddess who i will serve forever. write folk songs that my great-grandchildren will sing, play guitar, play video games, ride my bike. create and witness art. and say things so weird it makes your eyes water
i think about those captions on pictures on the internet. for like, blind people who have things to read image descriptions for them.
i wonder, what is it like to be blind and have a painting described to you? surely there's some meaning, especially if you had sight and then lost it.
but what is it like, if you've always been blind? do you just not get visual art?
i can't believe that. there must be some meaning.
there must be something artistic about describing a painting. you owe it to the blind person you're describing it to, to make it flowery and beautiful. they deserve to know that painting, they deserve to feel the same feelings of the artist. but how would you make them feel it? i need to talk to a blind person. i need to know how they perceive beauty- as we all do.
why do they call it a wormhole.
Inside the Plant Shop - Chloe Chlumecky , 2023
Canadian , b. 1999 -
Oil on canvas , 24 x 36 in.
Honestly it boils down to reparenting yourself & rewiring your own neuronal pathways & telling yourself a firm “stop” when you notice your mind slipping down negative loopholes & being present in the moment & enjoying being mid task rather than waiting for it to end & not thinking of inertia as your baseline and natural way of living
Tending Flowers I - Chloe Chlumecky , 2026
Canadian , b. 1999 -
Oil on wood panel , 30 x 40 in.
Supermarket Flowers - Chloe Chlumecky , 2026
Canadian , b. 1999 -
Oil on canvas , 24 x 24 in.
for so long i thought my love language was like words of affirmation or whatever, but i discovered that it's actually called, 'you like being talked to with respect and actually listened to,' and that words of affirmation are things like, 'i believe in you,' or, 'you can do it!' which does nothing for me. anybody can say 'i love you' but they don't mean it with their eyes. i still say it, and it's meaningful, but it's cheap.
i actually like to express my love (and receive it) through acts of service. you can't fake real, genuine effort
how do i block tags
i like the autoharp. cool instrument. i also like this youtuber
one of my favorite poems ever, also some ralph waldo emerson
maybe i'll make a post of all my fav poems someday
when i was thirteen i was into anime and RWBY an nightcore and i was beginning to learn guitar n i think i was truly happy. i wrote a lot. too
wth happened?..
maybe i should Start watching anime again and being a geek or Whatever. and feeling happiness and not shame and writing stories that make me stim. maybe i should Promise myself to do that and Kill the part of me that cringes