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Henna day.
Graduated to hardcover... Made my fist bullet journal instead of buying it. Bookcloth a bit fancier than I wished for but it's ok
Been enjoying some simple bookbinding lately. I take forever to finish every single notebook but I am learning. Then I end up gifting them to acquaintances or literally passer-bys cause I don't like having a bunch lying around. The saddest thing is friends keep saying "you have to sell them" / "this is work". Can't a woman just have a stupid hobby for once and not try to make money out of it?
Watched Ruby Red, unimpressed by the story but feeling the urge to purchase a cameo ring 💅💍
Matisse - Les Oiseaux
As a teen I had a teacher obsessed with the angels paintings by Matisse. I found them rudimentary and ugly, as I appreciated mostly the virtuosity in elegant line art and could not conceive anything deeper. Many years went by and a dear friend gifted me this card. I was grateful and moved by its beauty. I used it as a bookmark for a while, then I frantically looked for it some days ago as I had the impulse to frame it, I wanted to see it everyday, I wanted to look at it as I'm sitting at my desk. What should I say, do I understand my old teacher now? Birds are very different from angels, or are they not?
Der sterbende Verlobte - Agnes Slott-Möller
The joy of a simple moment 🍰
Sometimes I wish I had my handwriting interpreted, yet mainly I already know what it means.
Getting STROOONG Cardan X Jude vibes in Maxton Hall S2E5... Maybe it's the black feathered collar.
Making a gift for someone special 🌧️
I feel a solitude that's advanced to a state of self sufficiency. Every time I imagine expressing a thought to someone I think "I might to the same effect talk to myself" and so I do. I feel like crying but at the same time I feel a numbness, a bluntness that keeps my eyes from doing so.
I repeat to myself "thinking about talking is not the same as talking" / "thinking about walking is not the same as walking" / "thinking about writing is not the same as writing".
Looking for fairytales wherever I go 🏰✨
Watched "The Craft" yesterday, didn't like it at all. The story, the 4 main characters... I'm sorry to say I found them all insufferable (could maybe tolerate Bonnie to an extent).
But... I absolutely loved Lirio, why didn't I hear about her before? All I see around is stuff about Nancy and sometimes Sarah... Who cares lol, gimme more of this ethereal, elegant and sweet lady.
Also, I'm in the mood for witchy movies that don't suck to watch in October, can someone recommend some?
Yesterday saw the movie Labyrinth. Some things I didn't like, some I didn't understand, but the junkyard scene alone was worth it. And the words:
"You have no power over me"
A small robin watches over a soul, weary from a long journey, nestled into its warm body and falling into a deep sleep. The cold autumn wind sways the branches of the birch tree, from which yellowed leaves drift down.
Art by Masumi Nagase