Sinister Wisdom 14
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Sinister Wisdom 14
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Grant Nimmo 1. The World Without Us, 2018 2. The Bell, 2018 3. A Family of Women, 2018 (Oil on board)
Mary Herbert (British, 1988) - Gathering (2023)
Southern Fish - Bernhard Dörries , 1977.
German , 1898 - 1978
Tempera on canvas , 51 × 70cm.
Bernhard Dörries (German, 1898-1978), Southern Fish, 1977. Tempera on canvas, 51 × 70 cm.
Cut-and-woven paper love tokens by Jesse N. Zile (1831-1875) who was born in Maryland and lived his life as a farmer near New Windsor.
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— Natalie Diaz, Manhattan Is a Lenape Word
If you fill your tank all the way from half-empty, you have a serious and profound heart.
If you fill your tank to half-full from empty, you have a playful and generous heart.
If you fill your tank to full from empty, you have a wild heart and a terrible destiny.
“Always keep mint on your windowsill in August, to ensure that buzzing flies will stay outside, where they belong. Don’t think the summer is over, even when roses droop and turn brown and the stars shift position in the sky. Never presume August is a safe or reliable time of the year. It is the season of reversals, when the birds no longer sing in the morning and the evenings are made up of equal parts golden light and black clouds. The rock-solid and the tenuous can easily exchange places until everything you know can be questioned and put into doubt.”
— Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic (via shitiunderline)
Little things mean the most, always.
Ask Polly: 'My Friendships Make Me Sad'
obsessed with this pet application whose list of possible honorifics includes both “baby” and “saint”
Yasuhiro Onishi - Spirit