silhouette daydreams

24 // I live by impulse, by emotion, by white heat."

[henriprestes]

Moments in Nature

[vintagehomecollection]

This simple attic room has been painted in a very pale greenish blue, with a lighter tone used on the panels of the cupboard for depth and dimension. The wooden shelves, stripped woodwork around the window and varnished plaster at the back of the cupboard offset the cold, clean wall colour with their warm, rough textures.

Color in Decoration, 1990

[allsadnshit]

"Growing Around Grief"

Lois Tonkin, 1996

[pleoros]

(Via reddit) I was walking near a local lake today and captured this.

[wovi]

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joy sullivan

[inkskinned]

the little things before the story starts; between the plot points of your life. in movies the camera only pans over laughter and shock. in the real life: your best friend passes the salt. you wait in line with your brother. the doodle on your notebook is just normal - goes forgotten, not undiscovered.

you find it romantic, still. the light in your apartment scraping up the wall in a slow yellow ripple. her fingerprints on the mirror. the spider in the bathtub you google the name of. a quesadilla you manage to perfectly cut.

the unwitnessed and private beauty of the mundane. she stands over the stove and makes you a perfect salsa with peppers from her garden; only the two of you will get to share it. you have finally managed to organize one of your closets. the art supply you need is not only in stock - it's buy-one get-one.

you are delighted to find the cord you need in the first place you start looking - you thank your past self for a moment; and then that moment opens up. when you were a kid, you almost didn't get here. you were terrified of the possibility of an endless and terrible numb; a life made grey and vapid, a spirit made dull. how close you came to that precipice. how often it still calls to you; violent and unresting.

and yet here you are, and old now; older than you ever anticipated - just a normal adult. you are managing to stay somewhat on top of the dishes. today it smells like fall. your dog made friends with another dog. you had a nice conversation with a stranger; you got your grocery shopping done. the tiny liminal moments of your life; apple cider donuts and jazz music and humming along. and here you are, thanking your past self.

because you stayed. and how funny - you never pictured being safe like this, calm and centered. your most normal moments now feel like what used to be your best ones. somewhere in there, the warmth crept in. somewhere in there, when you weren't watching: you got the life you would have only ever dreamed of.

[huariqueje]

Night Bus  -   Stefan  Bleekrode, 2014

Dutch,b.1986  -

Watercolour on paper ,   84 x 99  cm.

[upliftourday]

[boobookittenartblog]

Foie Graphics

[lychens]

"i’ll lighten up eventually, but lately i’ve been deep diving into the “gift of tears” an ancient belief that some sorrow is sacred. ⠀ early monks called it penthos: sorrow that cleanses, a second baptism. not weakness, but recognition but of beauty, grief, love and loss. a way the soul speaks when language fails. ⠀ i’ve cried lately over kindness, grief, animals mourning their people. and it doesn’t feel pathetic. sometimes it feels devotional. ⠀ they said if you cried during prayer, it meant divinity was near. ⠀ if you’ve cried this week, maybe it wasn’t just sadness. maybe it was holy."

-Foie Graphics

[nevver]

[tres--jolie]

Do not disturb, Mirko Rotondi

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

― The Pursuit of Happyness (2006) Chris: Don’t ever let somebody tell you that you can’t do something. You got a dream, you gotta protect it. When people can’t do something themselves, they’re gonna tell you that you can’t do it. If you want something, go get it. Period.

[kdramastuff]

I won’t sing… ever again.

[bakwaaas]

how lucky we are to return to a warm bed from the cold

[weltenwellen]

Ada Limón, from “Calling Things What They Are”, The Hurting Kind

[reckonner]

it was never gonna work out but i experienced all these seemingly profound unreplicable moments that were romantic and moving and made me feel alive and still none of it actually means anything in the long run. but thats okay. sometimes a beautiful moment is just that. a moment. and you have to leave it alone and just be grateful that it happened. woooow

[rootlessly]

autumn mornings ⋇ 5 oct

[geopsych]

Two more of the geese flying along the ridge toward the lake.